Terence's gaze was fixed on Felix. His voice was as cold as the freezing wind of December. As he was speaking slowly, his words sent shivers down Felix’s spine.

"Didn’t you hear Miss Gu? She’s asking you to get out."

"Mr. Chen." Felix kept swallowing. He wanted to explain, but Terence’s stare held him back.

He smiled bitterly. There would be no point explaining to Terence that day. So, Felix could only wait for him to calm down tomorrow.

Felix felt resigned and decided to leave. On his way out, he looked sternly at Jean who was in Terence’s arms. But he surely saw a sneer on her face.

Only then did Felix realize that everything that happened that day was plotted by Jean.

That explained why Jean changed her attitude suddenly.

Felix wanted to rush forward and beat her up, but he couldn’t. He could only watch Jean curling up in Terence’s arms while she was smiling smug

t Felix?"

Upon hearing it, Jean’s face turned pale as if she was still in her nightmare.

He hurriedly comforted her, "It’s fine. If you don’t want to talk about it yet, I won’t force you. Here, you can take a rest first."

"No, I’m fine." Jean took Terence’s hand. "As long as you’re with me, I am afraid of nothing."

She breathed deeply. "You know what I’m doing. My hands mean everything to me. But I’ve been injured recently, and I can’t write anymore. So, I have to sell the film and television copyright of my book to financially sustain myself.

I met Felix when I was abroad. At that time, he had a strong desire for me. But I…" Jean glanced at Terence shyly before continuing, "I refused him. I haven’t seen him for three years. That was the second time we met after I came back here from abroad."

"The second time? When was the first time?" Terence frowned out of confusion.

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