Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 64

Carla didn't understand. She didn't understand any of it. After all, she didn't have any experience so she turned off the light as told.

The moment the light was turned off, arguing was heard in the darkness.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm helping."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Why? !"

"Because I'm protecting you."

There was dead silence.

It took a few minutes before anything could be heard again.

"Terence, can you just let me go?" cried Carla in a trembling voice.

Carla had never done it even though she was already twenty-three years old. It was her first time so she was going through a lot of thoughts and emotions.

"Don't cry. If you keep crying, I'll shut your mouth with..." Terence threatened her with a hoarse voice.

"What? Wait! "

The next morning, Carla was awakened by the sunlight, but she couldn't open her eyes.

She couldn't remember how she fell asleep and what happened last night as if she was drunk.

Her memories were in a blur, or maybe, her mind consciously chose to forget something.

She felt that her palm was slimy and instinctively rubbed her hand at the nearest thing she could reach. Appalled by what she touched, she opened her eyes.

As if lightning struck her, Carla sat up immediately.

She lifted the quilt and wanted to flee, but she accidentally overdid it and uncovered Terence, who was lying naked.

She felt embarrassed and shameful at the sight of what she shouldn't have seen. Biting her lip, she hurriedly threw the quilt back on him, covering his waist down.

Then, she turned around, suppressing her nausea and was ready to run away.

"Carla?"

Terence was wakened by the noise and called out her name filled with uncertainty. He didn't know why Carla was there.

Rubbing his still throbbing head, Terence only remembered Nathan helping him because he was too drunk and nothing else.

"Why aren't you speaking? Did you just come in?"

Terence asked unconsciously while shaking his head and rubbing his temple.

Carla stood still. What happened last night flashed through her mind. Every detail of the shameful encounter struck her, but he just asked whether she just came in.

She was cursing this despicable man in her mind.

Seeing her stood still, Terence lifted his quilt and walked over to her, only to find himself...

naked.

Looking up at Carla who was backing away from him, he noticed that her pajama was crumpled as if she just got up.

All the signs indicated one thing, which Terence had just realized. He picked up the bath towel on the ground to cover up himself and continued to walk towards her.

Carla didn't want to see him and avoided his eyes. When he approached her, she turned away.

"Carla," Terence said, almost in a pleading tone.

Sensing her anger, Terence grabbed her and rested her head into his chest. Smiling, he asked in a flirtatious tone, "Tell me. What happened last night?"

Carla continued to avoid his eyes and kept her mouth shut with sealed lips.

Seeing how angry and shameful she looked, Terence gave out a more ambivalent chuckle. He leaned forward to sniff her body and he smelled a different scent.

It was his scent.

"Tell me. What happened last night?" Terence repeated.

Carla finally turned around and glared straight into his eyes. It was clear that her outrage had been provoked. He forced her to do some things last night, but now he pretended to know nothing.

Did a demon dwell in his seemingly angelic mask?

"Okay, I know. I won't ask anymore," Terence stated then looked at her eyes which was clearly shooting daggers at him. He kissed her forehead gently. "Don't worry. I'll be responsible.

And... Now you're my woman, my one and only beloved woman,"

Terence said softly.