Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 40

"Rainer, can't you see that we are having dinner?"

Rainer understood instantly and nodded. "I'm sorry, for disturbing you. Sir."

He made a hasty retreat.

Once out of site, Rainer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. 'Mr. Terence was always so considerate. How could he forget such an important thing?

The only possible explanation, for his abruptness, was that he was preoccupied with other matters, ' he thought.

Rainer just happened to walk in at the wrong moment and asked the wrong question.

That was probably the reason why Nathan didn't go, but sent him instead. How unlucky.

Carla slowly swirled the red wine in the goblet, deep in thought. Then she looked up at Terence who was sitting opposite her. "He seems to be afraid of you."

"Is that so?"

said Terence vaguely while he continued to eat.

In fact, she was the only person here who was not afraid of him.

Carla studied his face intently. But still only found him to be amiable and not intimidating at all. Besides, he genuinely was nice to people. So why would anyone be scared of him?

However, she wasn't aware, that she was the only person who did feel that way about him.

After they had finished dinner, Carla went to the bedroom to check on Sean. Seeing him sound asleep, Carla was reassured and ready to go to her room to have a rest. Then, it suddenly dawned on her, she didn't know where her room was.

'Where is my room?

Where will I be sleeping?' she thought in confusion.

"Miss Carla, this way please—"

The maid arrived right on cue. Bowing politely, she gestured to the elevator in front of them.

Carla followed the maid into the elevator, feeling relieved. When they stopped on the third floor, the maid ushered her into a ridiculously spacious and lavishly decorated "guest room". Then she left.

"Wow, it's so big!

How did I become so lucky? I just randomly saved a stranger, who just so happened to be, a mega-rich and generous guy. I'm on such a roll that I should buy a lottery ticket, which I might win,"

she murmured to herself. Carla eagerly removed her shoes and looked around the luxurious six-star rated room, awestruck.

She deliberately walked around in bare feet, savoring the feeling of soft, plush, snow-white carpet beneath her feet.

Heaven!

Anyone who slept in such a luxurious room would be in a good mood and

Carla was no exception. She put on the slippers provided and yawned, stretching lazily. Humming a cheerful tune, Carla began undressing.

She stripped down to her bra and panty and headed to the bathroom. On the way there, she spied a photo on the beige window sill.

It was a profile shot of Terence. Carla picked the picture up to have a closer look.

Terence looked extremely handsome with his face half turned towards the sun. The angle accentuated his chiseled features and he looked so youthful and full of energy. It seemed that the photo was taken when he was around eighteen years old.

For a brief moment, it crossed her mind as to why there would be a photo of Terence in the guest room. But, she brushed the thought aside. It was his house after all and naturally, there would be photos of him displayed around the place.

Carla hummed cheerfully, as she put the picture back on the window sill.

She glanced back to look around the room, making sure no one was there before opening the door to the bathroom.

When she walked in, what she saw gave her quite a shock.

Carla shrieked out loud, "Aah!"

She covered herself using her hands and stared angrily back at the man in the bathtub. "You! What are you doing in my room?"

Terence lay in the bathtub casually blowing a bubble away from his hand. He glanced up and gave her a smug look.

"Actually, this is my room and why are you here?" he asked smiling wickedly.

Carla stood gaping at him lost for words. But then she put two and two together and realized how it came to this embarrassing moment.

Now she understood why Terence didn't answer that bodyguard named Rainer. It had all fallen into place. The guest room did seem excessively big to Carla. But of course, now she worked out that it wasn't a guest room at all. In fact, it was the master bedroom! Terence had planned it all along. He never organized a guest room for her because he wanted her to stay in his room.

Carla narrowed her eyes at Terence and clenched her teeth. She grabbed a bath towel from the shelf and wrapped it around herself. 'Lucky I still had my bra and underwear on, ' she thought as she turned to leave the bathroom.