Chapter 132 It's Strange to Hold Withered Flowers

Being absent-minded for a while, Terrence held the knife more tightly. With a clang, the fork cut into the plate, making a clanging sound. He stared at Alexa without emotion. "Just eat," said Terrence. The atmosphere was always depressing when they had dinner together. Without saying anything, they just focused on eating. Alexa wanted to eat spaghetti and barbecue just now, but after two shallow bites, she stopped. Terrence ate the food on the plate in a gentle manner and then silently brought the leftovers in front of Alexa over. "What are you doing?" Alexa said in surprise. "Eat." While speaking, Terrence had already taken a bite of spaghetti. Alexa liked spicy food. And Terrence was used to light food, so he naturally would not be used to her taste. After tasting a mouthful, Terrence frowned slightly and drank half a