Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 13

"So why did you come to find me?"

Terence asked Carla in a low baritone voice.

Facing a bit of a dilemma, Carla herself was also wondering. Didn't she use to hate it when other people got her into trouble? That was the sole reason why she never bothered others for any form of help.

But this time was a little different. It was him who had distracted those thugs for her and Sean. And she was so moved after hearing Terence tell them to run home first and ask Sean to take good care of her.

"Nothing. I just came back to check if you were okay because you still owe me some money. If you died, how would I get my money back? Come on. I can't just leave you alone here,"

Carla stated while helping Terence to slowly get up.

Terence let out a soft chuckle as he saw that Carla was obviously desperately trying to mask her anxiety.

"Really? Are you sure it's not because you've already fallen in love with me?

That's the reason you came back to find me, right? You were worried about me, weren't you? Ow, ow, ow,"

Terence suddenly cried out in pain before he could even finish his words.

It was due to Carla deliberately pinching his injured leg. "Don't flatter yourself. Other than having good looks, what else do you have? You neither have any money nor a high social status. And to top it all off, you are such a troublemaker. Why would I fall for you?" Carla retorted.

'If he were in a higher status, how could those thugs dare to hurt him?'

Carla thought as she helped Terence get on to her scooter. "Hold on to me tight. Be careful, and try not to fall off. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable," she added.

Wrapping his arms tightly around Carla's waist, Terence replied delightedly,"Don't worry. With a beauty like you in my arms, there's no way I'm ever letting go."

Soon they arrived at a small clinic around the neighborhood.

Carla knew a clinic where her friend Harrow worked in, so she had driven Terence there directly. And as soon as they got off the scooter, she started calling Harrow.

A few minutes later, Harrow welcomed them at the door and let them in.

In the clinic.

Terence was given a preliminary examination by Harrow. He then proceeded to dress his wounds, and give him an injection.

"I'll give him three days' worth of prescription medicaction. Make sure he takes them on time, and he should rest in bed for at least three days as well. If the pain doesn't subside after taking the medicine, you should have him checked immediately at the hospital,"

Harrow advised Carla as he prepared the medicine for Terence.

"Carla, now tell me the truth. Who is that man? What's the relationship between you two?" he inquired.

"Oh, he's just a friend. I just happened to pass him by on the street. He was hurt and I couldn't leave him alone there," Carla answered, batting her eyes.

"Great! It's better if he's just a friend of yours. There is something unusual about the wounds on his body because I found some traces of a bullet grazing him. If he hadn't been so responsive, he could have died.

So, his identity is certainly suspicious, and I think you'd better distance yourself from him," Harrow stared at Carla and suggested sternly.

Hearing Harrow's advise, Carla was in deep thought for a moment. When she looked up, she met Terence's eyes as he was walking out of the examination room.

Carla thanked Harrow and left the clinic with Terence after they were done.

And then they arrived home together at last.

With both of his legs bandaged up, Terence seriously needed to get some rest.

The space in the couch wasn't wide enough for Terence to be able to rest well. And in fact, it was actually a bit too narrow.

Besides, Harrow had mentioned that he had to rest in bed for at least three days. Lying on the couch wouldn't help him get a speedy recovery.

After struggling for a while to make a decision, Carla finally decided to move Terence into her room so he could rest on her bed, at least, until he had fully recovered.

Sean's room was too small, and his small bed wouldn't be enough to fit two people, especially if one of the two was as big of a man as Terence was, so Carla knew that letting Terence sleep there was out of the question.

Although her bed wasn't really that big, it was still much bigger than Sean's. Carla believed it could fit Terence well.

"What are you doing? Where are you going with that quilt of yours? It's already late now. Aren't you going to go to bed?"

Terence looked puzzled when he noticed Carla carrying her quilt to the living room.

Carla intensely glared at Terence.

It was clear as day what she was planning to do, but he still asked her anyway. The cheeky devil was on purpose!

Gnashing her teeth in anger, she thought that she really shouldn't have pitied him and gone back to find him. She should have just left him there to die on the street.

Was this what she got for being softhearted? At the end, she had even lost her precious bed!