Chapter 385 Who Is Its Father

"Mr. Terence, Mr. Terence, wake up!"

He seemed to hear someone calling his name. With his eyebrows furrowed, Hester's figure was fading away in his mind.

Looking at the empty space in front of him, a sense of loneliness suddenly exploded in his heart. He opened his eyes and saw the waitress' worried face.

"What are you doing?"

He stood up, surrounded by wine bottles. There was even no room for him. Even so, he spoke clearly, as if the person who did drink was not him.

Frightened by his sudden opening eyes, the waitress took a step back in horror, but she stumbled and fell on the ground after she stepped on the bottle on the ground.

"Mr. Mr. Terence, I... I saw you fall asleep, so I wanted to ask if I should book a suite for you. I didn't mean anything else. It's more comfortable for you to sleep in bed."

As his long and thick eyelashes quivered slightly, Terence narrowed his sharp eyes. Unconsciously, he picked up the wine glass and gently rubbed it.

"You can leave now!"

Hearing this, the waitress slowly exhaled a mouthful of air. Everyone knew Mr. Terence was cold and unconcerned. He didn't like others to get close to him. The general manager was afraid that Terence would blame him if he woke up. That was why she was sent here and dared to step forward to disturb him.

"Yes, Mr. Terence!"

Looking at the back of the waitress, Terence said slowly. What was lingering in his mind was the scene he had just dreamed of. Hester had also left him like this.

"What's more, I don't like to be touched by anyone. Pay attention to it later!"

"I see. Mr. Terence, please let me know if you need any help!"

The waitress's heart was broken. She looked at Terence with trepidation and didn't know how to react. She was only a part-time worker, and he was a powerful and influential man that she couldn't afford to offend at all.

The waitress made an answer cautiously, hoping to leave as soon as possible. Mr. Terence looked so cold usually, but today he

lowly closed his eyes and didn't want to see the expression in her eyes. Although she hated him, he couldn't control himself. He couldn't bear that she married another man, and he couldn't accept the news that she was pregnant either.

Hester was breathing hard, and her chest was suppressed by him. She frowned and felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, which woke her up.

She opened her eyes wide and put her hand on his shoulder. She tried her best to resist the attack, even though it didn't work at all. She didn't know what would happen next, but for the sake of her child, she must stop him.

"Let... Let me go!"

Maybe it was because he didn't expect that she would push him away, or maybe it was because he was too involved. He staggered and sat on the ground in embarrassment.

"Ha-ha!"

With a bitter smile, Terence sat on the ground, looking at Hester with grief. No one knew what he was thinking about. But the look on his face was so serious that she felt like something was weighing on her heart.

"What... Are you okay?"

Hester asked in a low voice, staring at Terence on the ground.

"Terence, what's wrong with you? I..."

Terence stared at Hester with a sinister and overbearing expression. He quickly got up from the ground and clamped her in hand.

"Who is the baby's father?" he asked angrily.