One Meet By Chance

Lying next to Teresa, he closed his eyes. During the two days when the accident happened, he didn't sleep at all. He smelled the
faint scent of her body.
Behind her, he held Teresa in his arms. Teresa, who was in sound sleep, only moved a little and soon fell asleep. These two
days were really thrilling. Perhaps some people would never encounter such a thing in their life.
In her dream, Brain and Bruce were hugging Teresa tightly. They just kept hugging each other like this.
She really missed her two sons. When she woke up again, it was already half past ten on the second day. When she opened her
eyes, she found that she was in the arms of Enrique.
With his eyes closed, Enrique looked as if he was still asleep. Teresa didn't move, fearing that she would wake him up. She
thought to herself, 'Did I really love him again after this incident?'
There were still some misunderstandings between them. But did they really hate each other as much as before? It seemed that
she couldn't do it either.
The reason why she hadn't found any other man for so many years was that on the one hand, it was for her two children; on the
other hand, it seemed that there was no any other man being about to enter her heart. It was not that she had no chance to meet
an excellent man, but that there was a man whom she loved and hated deeply.
"Are you awake?"
Enrique moved and looked down at the woman in his arms who was as motionless as a kitten. He lowered his head and kissed
her on the forehead.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer? You haven't slept well these two days, have you?"
"I suddenly find that you are so gentle now. If you can keep acting like this, my emotions in the past few days will not be in vain."
Enrique reached out his hand and pinched Teresa's face. 'If you were not Ives's daughter, everything would be better.'
"Get up now. I miss our sons. By the way, have you told dad, father, Brain, and Bruce about me?"
Teresa seemed to think of something and turned to look at Enrique. Enrique shook his head.

"I came in a hurry. I was afraid that something bad would happen to you, so I just informed Moore directly. Fortunately, we came
in time, or I'm afraid I can't find you again."
Enrique got up, put on his clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up. He would go to the landlady's house to pick them up
later. Enrique was a grateful person.
"Thank you, Enrique."
"Well, you should really thank me."
The word thank was deliberately stressed by Enrique. Teresa blushed and thought of something inappropriate for children. Damn
it! Did she become...?
She didn't want herself to think too much. She rushed into the bathroom and pushed Enrique out of the bathroom. She had to
tidy herself up as soon as possible.
Looking at the closed door of the bathroom, Enrique decided to cherish such a good day. Teresa had known that Ives was her
father, but she was still so calm.
Did she really not take it seriously or was there other thing in her heart? He didn't know, but he really wanted to see who would
be chosen by Teresa, her father or her son and her adoptive father.
He slowly tidied up his clothes and sat on the sofa, waiting for Teresa to come out. At the door, Moore and others had already got
up.
On the other hand, Ares took a group of Moore's subordinates to the landlady's house to help them carry their luggage. Enrique
had called Tony to arrange an apartment yesterday, and they could check in directly when they arrived at J City.
It was almost eleven o'clock when Teresa and Enrique came out. They went straight to the landlady's house. The landlady
prepared lunch for them. Teresa only had a bowl of porridge.
Those men all ate happily. The landlady was happy and energetic, and so was their son.
At last, she knew that the landlord's surname was Che. Teresa directly called him Uncle Che, and the landlady she naturally
called her Aunt Che!
They worked together and everything was ready. Uncle Che and Aunt Che left their house after talking with the other tenants.

Sitting in the car back home, Teresa finally felt relieved. Great! They could finally go home. Bored in the car, Teresa wanted to
call Albert and others.
However, Enrique said, "Why don't you give them a surprise?" Teresa thought it made sense. The small town was not far from J
City, but there was a traffic jam in J City.
It was already dark when they arrived in J City. Teresa and Enrique went to the hospital directly, and Enrique asked Ares to
arrange the matter about Uncle Che and Aunt Che.
Tony should have been waiting for him at the apartment. When they arrived at the hospital and got off the car, Teresa stood at
the gate of the hospital. She was a little nervous and reached out to grab the hand of Enrique.
"What? Nervous?"
Teresa nodded. With a chuckle, Enrique took Teresa directly to the hospital. At this moment, Albert, Harris, Gavin and the two
children were having dinner in the same room.
Since Teresa left, they always felt empty in their hearts, especially the two children, who had lost a lot of weight, and their
originally fleshy little faces were almost gone.
When Teresa and Enrique were standing at the door of the ward, Albert was the first one to notice. The chopsticks in his hand
dropped dramatically on the table.
"Albert, did you get Alzheimer's disease? Can't you even hold your chopsticks?"
"Abby?"
Albert opened his mouth, but the people sitting opposite to him didn't look good, especially Harris.
"Albert, in the future, in front of the two children, you'd better..."
"Dad, Father, Uncle Gavin, Brain, Bruce, I'm back."
When Teresa stepped forward, Harris was also stunned. He suddenly turned around and stood still. At the moment when Brain
and Bruce saw Teresa, they burst into tears.
"Bruce, it is mommy. She came back to see us. Is mommy angry with us?"

"No, that's mom. Mom is still alive."
Bruce jumped off the bed in a hurry and threw himself into Teresa's arms. Brain cried too. He didn't know what to do.
Teresa couldn't help but burst into tears. She hugged Bruce, walked to Brain and held the crying child in her arms.
"Teresa, it's good that you are fine."
Gavin kept saying. In fact, his eyes were also red, and so were Albert and Harris. They secretly turned their heads. Sure enough,
they didn't want to cry in front of the young generation.