"No. I'm sorry for disappointing you but no!"
Carla answered without giving it much thought. She took his hand off her chin and went back to eating melon seeds and watching TV.
"I don't believe you," Terence frowned. He had seen her say yes but mean no, so he didn't think she was too dense to feel his love. But he wanted to confirm his speculation as soon as possible so he decided to test it.
Just then, some rattling sounds were heard from outside the door.
"Mr. Terence? Are you there, Mr. Terence?" a woman asked.
Taking a quick look at Carla who hadn't moved, Terence stood up and walked towards the door.
The moment he opened the door, the woman who was calling him walked towards his direction. She then held his hand and pouted like a spoiled child. "Terence, you're the host, so you can't hide your face in here. Otherwise, people will not think that I am welcome here," the woman's voice irritated Carla.
Carla watched as Terence left with the beautiful woman from the door that they forgot to close. She threw the seed shells at the door and murmured, "All men are trash!"
From the faint noise that could reach the room, Carla thought that the people outside must be enjoying themselves.
After some time, Carla noticed that it was getting late.
She decided to leave Sean's room. In contrast to the quiet corridor, it was very noisy on the second floor, so that was where she headed.
There was a Karaoke room on the second floor which she never saw Terence visit. But with how loud the people in the room were being, it was hard to miss the place.
Opening the door, the first thing Carla saw was entangled bodies of men and women under the twinkling lights.
Terence was holding a woman's waist while dancing in the center of the floor. His ecstatic look made him more attractive yet dissolute.
Carla was stunned for a while. Having known him for a long time, it was the first time for her to see him like this.
It seemed reasonable for him to act in that way because as a youth of a rich family, it was expected of him to throw himself into the most exclusive and most high-end of parties where he would be surrounded by all kinds of beauty while drinking the most expensive drinks. After all, he had everything. Why shouldn't he just enjoy life?
The Terence in front of Carla looked totally different. It was hard to imagine that he was still the same Terence that could only see Carla, the Terence that couldn't bear to hurt Carla in any other way.
A rich, handsome young master of noble birth should enjoy life and its privileges, rather than be stuck with someone like her.
Carla felt the distance of their differences grow farther and farther by the second.
Perhaps, a gap that was dictated since their births should not be trifled with.
Carla had a strong foundation of confidence. Like other girls, she had sometimes daydreamed of marrying a rich man at an early age. But the fact was that she was too realistic to indulge herself in those silly fantasies.
There were times when she couldn't afford any new clothes for half a year in order to save money to support her little brother. Even though she kept on wearing her uniform all the time, she was still a happy girl in front of other people.
Because she had to learn how to be independent and only rely on herself, she never allowed herself to indulge in another person's care. Hence, she had never fully let herself loosen up with Terence.
Reason would never allow her to deceive herself. Because they were not from the same world, the care that Terence had been showing her could easily turn into indifference or even disgust someday.
No matter how much they wanted to ignore it, their differences existed forever.
"Carla? Come on in. Don't just stand there. Come and have fun with us!" Megan saw Carla standing at the door so she pulled her to the dancing floor.
Ignoring Carla's embarrassment, Megan pushed her in a spot where she could clearly see Terence being surrounded by beautiful women. With Carla's gaze locked on Terence, Megan turned to her and stated, "Look, Carla, Terence is so happy to be with so many pretty girls. It's every man's dream. Don't you think so?"
Carla wasn't used to a dim and cramped place coupled with flashing colorful lights and the smell of alcohol so she felt a little dizzy. That was why, when Megan gave her a little push, she slid and took a step back.
Unfortunately, she stepped on someone's foot.
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