Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 21

"Carla? Carla? Are you...?" Terence asked and knocked on the door.

Before he could finish what he was saying, the door suddenly flung open.

Carla looked at him, with bubbles from the detergent foaming in her hands.

"Sorry, I was doing the laundry, so I couldn't hear you," she told him.

Terence walked in with a bag of vegetables in his hands. Putting them on the table, he stopped Carla who was about to go to the bathroom to continue washing the clothes. "You just got a fever yesterday, so you shouldn't be doing any housework today. When are you going to start taking care of yourself?" he remarked.

"Stop doing the laundry. Wash your hands and go to bed to take a break."

Hearing this, Carla blew the white bubbles in her hands away and answered, "I'm not as helpless as you make me out to be. I'm feeling much better, which means I can do the housework. Just relax, will you?"

After sweating all over the quilt last night and drenching it, she wanted to clean them.

"No, you still can't be doing the laundry. You not feeling ill doesn't necessarily mean you've fully recovered. In fact, you're still very weak. How could even bear to touch cold water and hang clothes out with the cool breeze blowing outside? Listen to me and be a good girl. Now go to your room and take some much-needed rest."

Terence instantly grabbed her arm and dragged her into the bathroom without waiting for her response.

Standing close together in the small bathroom, Terence held Carla's hands and helped her wash them. Inevitably, Carla got a whiff his light scent. It was the same scent from her very own bath gel.

"Terence, why do you always treat me so well?" she asked.

Grabbing a towel, Terence wiped her hands and saw her bright eyes staring straight at his face. He replied, "Help me with a drop of water, I will return with the whole spring, let alone the fact that you saved my life.

You're sick now, so this time, it's my turn to look after you. Otherwise, who else can you count on?"

Taking in a deep breath she pried, "Is that true? Is this only about me saving your life? If so, is there really a need to take care of everything about me?

Terence, to be frank, I don't like having this vague relationship with you.

If you're interested me, just tell it straight to my face. Don't do anything on the pretext of me saving your life. You know that's not true."

She thought she had misunderstood him, but now after all he had done for her, could she still consider his gesture as him being grateful?

In that cramped bathroom filled with the smell of detergent powder, watching the bright eyes reflecting himself, Terence sighed and said, "Carla, you're the only person I've ever wanted to treat well without strings. I mean it."

Indeed, she was the only one.

After witnessing too much fame and fortune, shrewdness, and subtlety in his world, he took those things for granted. ·

However, the moment fate brought them together, he began to realize that such a cute and pure girl existed in the world. The girl, who seemed so strong and brave, took on the responsibility of taking care of her family and protecting her little brother from such an early age.

But what about herself?

You wouldn't be able to find any fancy clothes in her closet. Also, she only had simple gym shoes, all of which were cheap and comfortable. And even when she was sick, she never depended on anyone but herself because she didn't want to trouble others.

She was like a bright light that came down from the sky, illuminating his heart.

He couldn't just ignore it. There was no way for him to even if he tried.

"So, your silence is telling me you don't have any feelings for me whatsoever?"

Carla raised her eyebrows asking further.

No one could blame her if she misunderstood, for the things that had taken place between the two of them was beyond the normal relationship of a man and a woman, causing her to have her illusions.

Being a frank girl, she had to raise the question to make everything clear.

But each and every time she directly posed the question, she couldn't get a proper response.

"Are you that anxious to have an affair with me?" Terence retorted teasingly, touching her nose. After that, he added, "Carla, to be honest, I..."

Knocks on the door untimely interrupted him all of a sudden.