Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 540

In that room, she saw the painting she hadn't finished four years ago.

It was a portrait of Terence standing in the rain. At that moment, the painting was still only half-way done.

As she gazed at it, she had the sudden impulse to finish the painting. Just as she had grabbed a paint brush, she heard the elevator open.

"You've been up here so long. Why haven't you gone downstairs?"

Terence walked over toward her and asked. Indeed, she had been on the third floor for quite some time. Sally had been playing around since they got back and had become so exhausted, so she was now sleeping like a log. And all the while, Carla was still on the third floor.

"Hmm? Why do you ask? I thought you would be happier without me," Carla said, without even moving. All she did was sit in front of the painting. As she stared at it, a lot of thoughts came rushing through her mind.

She couldn't help herself from reminiscing about that rainy day.

Pulling out a wooden stool, Terence took a seat right beside her. As he looked at the painting, he asked, "Is this one of your works?"

"Yup. Can you tell whose portrait this is?" Carla asked, carefully touching the dry paint on the canvas. Right now, there was just a man's silhouette on it. Given everything that happened, she hadn't had a chance to finish painting the background.

"Hmm... Ha! Nice job. I don't look too ugly there. So, are all of those oil paintings in my grandpa's house your works as well?" He curiously asked as he was looking at the man on the canvas. Her painting vividly captured the euphoria of a man looking at the love of his life. It was clear as day that she spent a significant amount of time and energy working on it.

Carla tilted her head sideways to gaze at him, with her bright eyes glistening. "Terence, would you like to know what happened in the past?"

Terence thought about it for a second and told her, "Would that really be necessary? You're still my wife. Nothing has really changed. Wouldn't you say?"

"Oh, things are different now! You actually loved me in the past. If you can't remember anything at all, where's the love in that?" Carla retorted as she turned to face him and looked straight into his eyes, crossing her legs as she sat on the chair.

To some extent, she agreed that Terence hadn't really changed.

However, it was plain to see that there was still a wall between them. So, she thought that for as long as she could break the wall in one way or another, he would be able to get all of his memories back.

Carla thought a man living with part of his memories missing wouldn't be complete.

"I don't think it's that big of a deal, really. Whether there is love or not, it doesn't make that much of a difference to me. As long as we can be together, I don't see anything wrong with that.

Alright, let's just go downstairs now,"