Terence almost choked on the beverage he was drinking when he saw Carla staring at him. He furrowed his eyebrows.
"Carla, are you annoyed because you like me but I don't reciprocate your love? That's why you speak ill of men."
Carla took a big gulp of her beverage and rolled her eyes. "Come on. Don't flatter yourself, Terence. Do you really think that I like you?
You just overestimate your charm! Even if Evan is a scumbag, at least he hasn't hurt me."
Then, Carla threw the empty cup at Terence's arm, put on her raincoat and went out into the rain.
Terence flinched, not because of the cup that she threw at him, but because of her reaction. The smile on his face faded as he watched her leave on her electric scooter.
That evening, Carla was so exhausted. She collapsed onto the bed and even though her stomach rumbled in protest because she was starving, she didn't have the energy to move.
Moments later, Terence walked into the room with a tray of food. He placed the tray on the table in front of her.
"Dinner is served! I have warmed everything up. Please, have some while it's still hot."
Carla lay on her side and looked at him and then at the food. The delicious aroma of the food made her mouth water. They were all her favorite dishes, especially stir-fried vegetables.
Her empty stomach had made the decision for her. She crawled out of the bed and went to the table to pick up the chopsticks. When she had a taste of the food, she began wolfing it down quickly.
"Hey, slow down! Nobody is going to steal your food. It's all yours. Just slow down or you'll choke."
Terence reminded her with a gentle voice and handed her a glass of water.
Carla swallowed a large clump of rice and took the glass from him to wash it down. "You don't know how hungry I was after delivering so many take-outs. Especially at meal time, I almost drooled all over the food."
The mealtime was the busiest time for food deliveries. She didn't usually have time to eat her lunch until the mealtime rush hour was over and by then she wasn't hungry anymore.
"Actually, you won't have to work as hard anymore and be so tired." While speaking, Terence took out an envelope from his pocket and placed it in front of her.
"What's this?"
Carla put her chopsticks down and took a peek inside the envelope. Her eyes widened when she saw the stack of cash.
"Where did you get all that money from?"
With a blank expression, Terence replied, "I used to program computers in my spare time. I took a job recently. That's half of the money that they owe me.
I didn't have a card on me, so I asked them to pay me in cash."
Carla straightened up and removed the money from the envelope and began to count it.
"Wow, you earn so much for just writing codes!
There's twenty-five thousand here! And you said it's just an advance payment?"
Terence just nodded and quietly placed the money aside. "Have your dinner first. It'll get cold, and you shouldn't eat cold food.
It's all yours. It should cover all of the hospital fees that you paid for me and the lunch at the 3-star Michelin restaurant."
Carla picked up her chopsticks and continued eating. She felt pleased and relieved that she got her money back and didn't have to work so hard anymore.
'That was good of him. He paid me back as soon as he earned the money, ' she thought to herself.
Then, Terence continued speaking, "Once I finish the programming, I'll get fifty thousand for it. I'll give it all to you, to pay you back for everything that you have done for me.
Then, I plan to leave."
Carla suddenly lost her appetite at the news and stopped chewing.
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