Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 309

"But I'm used to sleeping in your arms," Carla stated, declining Terence's idea of sleeping away from each other. With her arm reached out to hold Terence's arm in place, she inched closer towards him. In spite of the strong smell of alcohol, his arms were warm as usual.

When her fingers touched his chest, however, she got startled. "Oh my god, your body is burning. Do you have a fever or something?" she asked.

Terence furrowed his eyebrows but he remained silent. He closed his eyes and felt her fingers gently go over from his chest to his forehead. She was trying to see if he had a fever.

He slowly shoved her hand away and firmly said, "I'm fine. Just go to sleep."

"How could you be fine? You're burning up," Carla exclaimed. Anxiously, she rose up and immediately covered him with the quilt. Then an idea clicked in her mind. She said, "I'll get a cool towel for you."

But when she was about to get off the bed, he got hold of her wrist.

"No need to be so worked up. I'm fine. Just go back to sleep. I'll be better when I wake up," he said. After that, he pulled her back to the bed. Even though Terence was drunk, he thought about how Carla's leg was still in bad condition. So he didn't want to trouble her.

Carla was stunned for a few moments, then she said, "Well, fine. If you say so." Since he refused any help, Carla decided to let it go. She bit her lip and unwillingly lay back on the bed beside him.

After exhaling deeply, Terence turned around with his back facing her. He wanted to avoid looking at her seductive face.

Carla didn't say anything more. She just moved closer to him, leaned her face against his back and slowly closed her eyes.

After a while, she heard a strong gasp in the dark.

She unconsciously reached out her arm and it landed around his waist. Trying to see if he was alright, she continued to move her hand downwards. When she happened to skim over a certain part, she was startled. Her eyes threw open in surprise.

"Oh my! Terence!" she cried out, waking up and surprising Terence.

"What's wrong?"

Terence asked, his voice cracking.

"What happened to you?" she stammered, feeling embarrassed with the situation. "You have to go to the bathroom and check yourself right now. Are you okay? Do you need me to call Rainer?" Carla threw question after question at him in shock.

"I already told you I'm fine," he reassured her.

"What do you mean by 'fine'? I can tell that you're not fine. Tell me the truth. How long have you been like that? I'm worried about you," she pressed on the situation.

She thought that he had too much alcohol earlier. On top of that, he even had a nose bleed. Carla was, of course, worried about him.

"I'm going to take a bath. Go back to sleep, Carla," Terence mumbled.

With that, he tossed the quilt off him, jumped off the bed and staggered toward the bathroom in the dark.

Carla got up and looked at the direction of the bathroom, but she couldn't see anything. She only heard his wobbly footsteps. No matter what she told herself, she was still worried about him. So she followed him and waited outside the bathroom, in case he would need any help.

About half an hour later, the door was pushed open

and Terence slowly came out. Carla immediately came up to him and asked,  "Are you feeling better?"

"Much better," he replied lightly while he slowly inhaled through his nose. Then, without looking at her, he walked past her.

"Where are you going? That's not the way to the bed," Carla reminded him. It seemed like he was still in a daze from the alcohol. He walked too fast for her to keep up with his pace.

"Ouch!" she cried out.

Because she struggled to follow him, she stumbled and hurt her foot.

Her groan caused him to halt. He turned back immediately and rushed by her side.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" he asked anxiously, bending over to check her injured foot.

All of a sudden, Carla flung her arms around his neck and drew him closer to her.

Every time Terence got drunk, he would always behave weirdly. It would always be in a way that Carla would describe as "un-Terence-like". Carla couldn't understand why so right then, she decided to finally figure it out.