Hearing her question, Terrence could not help but let out a chuckle.
"Why can't I be here?"
"Well, you're right. This is your home."
Alexa muttered, tightened her clothes, and walked downstairs.
In fact, what she wanted to ask in her heart was how Terrence had time to return.
Suddenly, Terrence directly reached into her pocket and grabbed the hand she had hidden.
"Why is your hand so cold? Do you feel cold?"
"It's not cold."
Alexa lied without blushing, but the coat she wore revealed her true state.
She originally thought that Terrence would be suspicious, but he directly took her arm and brought Alexa back to the room.
"Find another set of clothes to wear. Let's go to my dad's place to take a look," Terrence said, waiting for her.
"I'm not cold anymore."
If she wore thicker clothes, she would look awkward.