"No..."
Alexa uttered with difficulty, and her face was pale as she shook her head.
Brenton seemed to not understand what she meant. He took a step forward with an even stronger sense of oppression.
"Are you and him happy?"
This question was like a whip that fiercely whipped Alexa. She suddenly looked up with tears in her eyes.
Brenton's hands that hung by his sides moved slightly, and his deep brown eyes quickly flashed with unknown ruthlessness.
The more Alexa hesitated, the more Brenton was furious.
Brenton thought, how could I not hate her?
I was ready to propose, but the Duran family went bankrupt overnight.
When I met Alexa again, she had become Terrence's wife.
However, Terrence didn't give her a grand wedding, flowers, and everything that she ever wanted to have.
So I asked her if she was happy in the past three years.
Alexa stood in front of him with a pale face, lowering her eyebrows.