"Go ask the maid to bring you one if you want," Terence grabbed his cup, squinting at Megan, and then he put it down on the side close to Carla.
"Don't be so mean. We've already shared a bed. It's just one drink."
Megan stood up playfully and took the chance while Terence wasn't looking. After quickly taking his wine glass, she gulped it down within a few seconds.
Terence's frown deepened, and he said, "That was back when we were still little kids."
However, Megan had already achieved her goal and smiled smugly. She gave a glance at Carla and said, "Carla, Terence and I are gonna get engaged. Why don't you stay longer and attend our engagement ceremony?"
Before Megan finished her words, Terence stood up and gave her a furious glare and said, "Megan, don't piss me off. Now, you'd better get back to your own home."
After he said that, he turned and went toward the villa.
As soon as he left, Carla stood up as well and followed him immediately. The host had left them, so she, as a mere guest, wasn't in the mood to eat anymore.
Besides, with jealous Megan there, how could she enjoy the food?
"Wait, Carla," Megan, still sitting there with a fork in her hand, called out to Carla.
"I think you could see it clearly now. Terence and I are a couple. We're going to get married sooner or later. If you've still got even just an ounce self-respect, you should disappear from his side.
If you think that what I offered you is not enough, just tell me. I will give you whatever it is that you ask for."
As she was saying that, she put down the fork on the table angrily and stood up.
"You should know that if you hadn't saved Terence, you wouldn't ever have any chance to meet him all your life! And the two of you would never even be so close. You two come from two different worlds, and you're not meant to be together."
Carla originally didn't really want to say a word about the thing between Megan and Terence, but now, she herself had been judged by Megan in such a rude way. She became a bit irritated and impatient, just enough for her to push her hair to the back of her ear and respond, "Megan, you're probably right, but what a shame; there is no if in reality." Carla turned to look directly at Megan without flinching. "If I am not mistaken, it seems to me that Terence doesn't really like you. Otherwise, you two would've already gotten married.
So, no matter how hard you pretend to be intimate with him, you can't hide the fact that
Terence is indifferent to your love."
Carla laughed lightly, but the words just simply hit home.
"You…" It wasn't until now that Megan realized that she underestimated this girl, thinking that she was just a simple country girl, so ignorant of the outside world. So, she was shocked and couldn't help but stare at Carla in astonishment.
"Great job, Carla! I thought you were just an innocent and kind girl. You've exceeded my expectations. You are such a shrewd and all-knowing person.
What you're implying is that Terence likes you, isn't it?"
It was the first time Carla had ever been judged that way. Her heart jolted and she frowned. "You call a person shrewd and all-knowing for simply telling the truth?
Okay. Now, I know."
"Carla! You bitch!" Megan stamped her foot in annoyance and retorted, "So what if Terence doesn't like me? How many couples in this world love each other equally at the time they get married?
As long as the marriage turns out to be good, it's okay. What is important is the result, not the course it takes!"
Carla took a look at the time. Realizing it was already getting late, she didn't want to keep this jealous woman company any longer.
"Great! Then you can go ahead and wait until you finally get married. I'm tired, so I'll be going to bed now."
Carla left immediately after saying that and headed toward the villa, leaving Megan standing there in a daze.
Megan watched Carla leave in such a casual manner that all she could do was stamp her foot to vent out her anger.
After Carla found out that the room she stayed in yesterday was Terence's, she found herself a guestroom and decided not to go to the third floor where Terence's bedroom located.
In front of the surveillance monitor, Terrence stared at the screen and listened to the exchange between the two. His lips curled into a smile.
'Carla, you're so talented.
To be a member of my family, a basic tact is required to win this kind of war of words.
"Nathan, go arrange a car and send Megan home. If she wants to come again tomorrow, it's fine. You don't have to stop her." Terence stood up, feeling refreshed and quite pleased.
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