Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 339

Carla could not help grunting in pain. The bottles on the table behind her got broken into pieces. When she raised her hand, she saw that her hand was pierced by small glass fragments and blood was spilling out.

She looked up at Terence, but noticed that he was trying to avoid her gaze.

Desperate, she only shook her head.

Tears began to well up.

She used to be showered by Terence's love and care but now she wasn't even worth a second glance from him.

Clenching her fists, Carla panted and struggled to stand up. Then she smiled at Terence.

"Mr. Terence An, I want to thank you. Thank you for taking care of me and Sean back in the days. Thank you for loving and tolerating me. You are the first man who made me feel that I am more important than anything else. I always dreamed of growing old with you until the last day we breathe. From the day I decided to be yours, I've been trying my best to love you and protect you. I want to be a woman deserving your love. I won't be ashamed of doing crazy things for our love. Maybe we are just not meant to be."

Carla took a deep breath and wiped away her tears with her uninjured hand. "Thank you for loving me so much, Terence. I hope in our next lives, we will be together. The moment I get out of here, we won't have any relations with each other anymore. Please apologize to Grandpa Nicholas for me since I have let him down."

Carla spouted out whatever coming into her mind at this moment before she bowed slightly to him.

With tears threatening to spill from her eyes, she smiled and walked towards the door.

When she was about to turn the doorknob, she heard Rena's voice shout, "Terence!"

Her eyes widened when she felt Terence's hand gripping her injured wrist. Then he opened the door, bringing her along with him.

"Terence?" Rena called him again.

She also followed them out immediately.

Despite the pain Carla felt as Terence held her, she could not help curving her lips upwards, forming a slight smile.

She thought, 'See, Terence? You can't pretend not to love me.'

Terrence dragged her towards his car. She sat in the front seat while Rena helped herself at the back. Then he immediately started the engine and headed for the hospital.

As she was examined by the doctor, Carla tightly closed her eyes and gritted her teeth to endure the pain. The doctor carefully removed the fragments in her hand and then treated the wounds with medicines. "And we're done," the doctor spoke after he had finished wrapping her hand in a bandage.

"It's alright now. Keep the wounds dry. Clean them and change the bandages regularly while you recover," the doctor advised.

The doctor had finally packed up. "If you will excuse me, I do have a patient at Room 245. Have a good evening." Then the doctor gave a slight bow and walked away.

"Terence, she can manage herself now. I think we can leave now," Rena spoke, holding Terence's arm. She didn't dare to talk much since she knew it was her who had Carla suffer such pain. Since Carla's condition was stable now, she tried to convince Terence to leave with her.

Carla stared at her bandaged hand and then looked at Terence. Her eyes found his.

"Rena, I just heard someone call you outside. Maybe it's your friend. Why don't you go and take a look?" Carla spoke.

"Huh? Who?" Rena turned her head and hurried towards the door.

The moment Rena went out, Carla stood up, closed the door, and locked it from the inside.

It took a moment for Rena to realize that Carla was messing with her. She turned back and banged her fist at the door.

"Terence? Terence, open this door! Terence! Carla, you bitch! What the hell are you doing?"

Carla stared at the closed door and rolled her eyes. Then she walked towards Terence.

Sighing, she raised her uninjured hand and held his waist, pulling him towards her.

"Please don't do that anymore. It hurts so bad," she whispered. She buried her face into his chest, savoring his warmth.

"I can't stand it when you look at other women the same way as you look at me. I can't stand it when you are so close to them. Please don't approach them anymore in the future. Will you?"

Terence removed her hand from his waist and held her wrist. His stare was intense, as if he was challenging her.

"Oh yeah? You can't stand it, and you think I can stand it, huh? Probably your hands have held Noah's. Probably your lips have been kissed by him," Terence sneered at her. Love and frustration were swirling up inside his chest.

He couldn't hold back his frustrations and shouted, "Carla, I don't want this! I can't stand this kind of torture and I have decided to pull myself out of all this shit! Have you ever thought about how I feel when I know that you are sleeping inside another man's house? It is true that I can't stand seeing you getting injured in front of me. But I want to let you know that I can live without you in my life, Carla. It's time to set myself free from this madness."

Then he finally dropped her wrist and straightened his coat.