Looking at Hester, Terence was distressed. He held her in his arms and patted her shoulder gently to comfort her.
Although his aura changed, his face was still frightening.
"Since there is nothing else, let's go back to our room!"
The man was angry at their leaving. Tightening his grip, he was about to say something. But he just moved his head away under Terence's sharp gaze.
Though Terence didn't say anything, the gloomy expression in his eyes made people at a loss. He dared not to approach them easily as he felt the danger.
When they returned to the ward, Hester's hands and feet were still as cold as before. Sitting on the couch, she seemed to look into space. Her face was so pale and terrible that Terence felt heartbroken
Terence looked at her with a mixed feeling, giving her a glass of warm water. He could tell that she was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. She was just trying to put up with it.
"Hester, what's wrong with you? Did those people do something to you? "
Hester's eyes were fixed on Terence, with furrowed eyebrows and a flicker of struggle on her face.
Her hands clasped nervously, looking into his eyes. The voice of the hooligans played around her ears again and again today, which almost drove her mad.
If what they said was true, then was it fake that Melody had a nervous breakdown? And the scene of her hugging with Terence, were all her acting to make her sad?
She thought a lot, but she couldn't say anything. She was not sure whether Terence had heard what they said, but she felt it was impossible.
It was a huge matter. If he had heard it, how could he be so calm?
"No, I'm not. I just saw them and thought of something bad. That's why I feel so uneasy."
Hester decided to hide it after struggling for a while. When Melody was in front of other people, she had made great achievements in image construction, which could not be easily overturned by a few words of her.
What's more, she was now the wife of Terence, so she couldn
paused for a second before returning to his normal state.
He blinked and sighed. All of a sudden, he felt powerless.
"Hester, I just want to ask you what you are going to leave. I will make arrangement in advance, just in case!"
A regretful expression flashed through Hester's face, holding her phone tightly in her hand. She had been so busy recently that she almost forgot about it. She patted her forehead, thinking about what she should do next.
"Brother Austin, I..."
"These days are all good opportunities of leaving since checking the plane schedules. I'm waiting for you to talk. So when do you think we can leave?"
Austin was so excited that he turned on his computer every day only to see the plane tickets. The thought of they will leave together made him excited.
Hester looking at the ground with depressed eyes. Her fingers were scribbling on the floor, and she didn't know how to open her mouth. 'It looks like Brother Austin wants me to leave very much, ' she thought.
But she had just gotten a little clue, she wouldn't be willing to leave like this.
"Brother Austin, I don't want to leave now."
The rising corners of Austin's mouth did not have time to retract. He froze on his face and looked a little strange. A hint of depression and disappointment flashed across his gentle face.
"Why not?"