Love Mission: Ex-wife Strikes Back

Terence stopped in the middle of cutting a slab of steak. He put down his fork and knife and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Yes, I want to hear the truth." Jean looked at Terence.

Terence had no choice but to oblige her request. He was well aware how relentless Jean could be. He paused for a while and replied, "All right, I'll tell you the truth. I just hope you're ready to hear it."

He took a sip of red wine to wash away the taste of beef in his mouth, and he looked at the woman opposite him. He could tell that she was very anxious. "In fact, I changed my mind because of Julia."

"Julia?" When she heard the name, Jean frowned instinctively and pulled a long face. "It's her again."

She refused to accept why everything Terence did revolve around Julia.

"You're jumping to conclusions. Let me finish my words first," Terence smiled. "You know wh

"Look at you. You're overthinking again." Terence looked at her helplessly. "Didn't you say a minute ago that you wouldn't be angry?"

"Why do you want to know?" she asked him again, but more calmly this time.

"Actually, I didn't mean anything else. I really didn't remember anything that night. I don't remember what happened at all. That was the first time between us. I might sound pathetic, but I don't want it to be like this." Terence frowned.

Jean's face turned red as a tomato. She lowered her gaze and complained, "What are you talking about?"

"What's wrong? Did I say anything wrong?" Terence smiled. "Are you shy?"

"No, I'm not!" Jean uttered.

Terence smiled boyishly. "Well, if you don't want to tell me, we can stop. I don't have to know the answer."

After hesitating for a while, Jean uttered, "Don't blame me for what I am about to say."