When Alexa and Terrence arrived home, it began raining.
Alexa stood at the door and changed her shoes. She was like wrapped in water vapor.
The heater in the room had already been turned on, and Terrence began to get busy as soon as he entered the room.
He thoughtfully handed over a warm handbag, then took her cold coat and carefully wrapped the soft blanket around Alexa.
"Don't be so nervous. I can still take care of myself."
"It shouldn't be cold," Terrence nodded with relief and said, "You go to rest first. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
Alexa looked at the pile of rich ingredients and thought that Terrence had also been busy for a day. She rolled up her sleeves and was ready to help.
"I'll help you."
"No need."
Terrence did not say too much and carried Alexa into the room.
"You're fine, which is the greatest help to me."