It made Terence swallow what he intended to say, quickly.
'Only for you, Carla, ' Terence thought to himself.
He wasn't always a man of his word. He would make random promises to others when he had to, yet whether he would keep them was another completely different matter.
But he meant every word he had said to Carla. He said he loved her and he would protect her and Sean, and he would no matter what. There was no way he would ever let her leave him.
"Take good care of yourself. By the way, I will send you an invitation when I get engaged. Because you saved my life. But you don't need to come with gifts. I understand your situation,"
Terence said slowly and with difficulty in his low and deep voice. But it was difficult to tell what his true feelings were without listening carefully.
Carla was angry when he finally admitted that he would take another woman. And now, he said that he would send her an invitation card to his engagement party. He even implied that she couldn't afford the gifts guest would give the couple, which made her even angrier.
"Gifts? Damn you, Terence! Go to hell! I never want to see you again!"
she blurted out an angry curse.
Terence smiled silently to himself. But there was not a single hint of delight in his eyes.
"How rude! You are such an ungracious woman. You're only worthy enough to be married to a lowlife, such as a peasant or a laborer.
I'm going to hang up now. I have told you all you need to know. There is nothing more to say to you."
Terence hung up the phone. The very moment he put the phone down, a pair of delicate hands with purple nail polish snaked their way around his waist and hugged him. "Terence, it's late. Why don't you go to bed? Be careful or you will catch a cold. It's freezing here on the rooftop at night."
Terence looked down at the pair of delicate hands. Carla's skin were also very fair, but she never wore nail polish.
She always cooked for her brother with that pair of fair hands, even though it wasn't delicious.
She did what she wanted to do, without beating around the bush.
Carla was infuriated when Terence hung up on her.
She threw the phone on to the bed angrily. She wished she were an eagle and could fly over to JA City to scratch Terence with her talons until he was all bloodied. With both hands clenched into fists, she yelled out, "Ungracious? Me? Ha, Ridiculous!
How dare you, Terence! I'm the ungracious one now, huh? If I had been so ungracious, I would not have saved your life in the first place! Casting me aside now just so you can be with another woman? Shame on you Terence! You're the ungrateful one here! And what? I can only marry a lowly peasant, huh? Then why did you have to keep pestering me, since I'm certainly not good enough for a noble master like you?"
Carla squeezed and kneaded the quilt irritably while she thought of him and his offensive insults. 'Well, that bastard has banished all thoughts of sleep tonight.' She was wide awake too worked up to go to sleep.
"Pfft..."
She punched her pillow too hard and accidentally knocked her wound. The pain was so bad that she felt a cold sweat rising.
Carla clenched her teeth in pain and cursed Terence with all the mean words she could think of the whole night.
The next morning, when Carla saw the driver, Carey Zhang, downstairs, she was a little surprised. He still came to pick Sean up and take him to school, as usual. So she went downstairs to explain some things to him.
Since she had broken up with Terence, there was no longer a reason for Carla to accept Terence's generosity anymore.
"Miss Carla, Mr. Terence had already paid for the cost of this service for one year. He pays me the money, I feel obligated to answer only to he. Surely you won't make me pay the money back to him and leave, will you?"
Carey Zhang was about forty years old and he explained to Carla, feeling somewhat embarrassed, "Mr. Terence gave me this job only because of my reliability. It allows me to take care of my old mother who has been bedridden for many years at home when I am free. Heaven knows I really need this job."
After hearing Carey Zhang's explanation, she couldn't say any more.
"I see. Go about your business," said Carla.
Terence would always be so preoccupied with business matters. And now his engagement was around the corner. Would Terence even remember such a trivial thing as the driver that he had appointed for Carla?
Especially since he had no lack of money. It would be difficult for him to remember such a small insignificant amount of money that he paid in advance for.
"Miss Carla, if you need me to drive you anywhere, just let me know.
I usually just take little Sean to school and pick him up after his classes are finished, so I have plenty of time."
Carey Zhang's nerves had settled once he saw that Carla had accepted his story. Fortunately for Carey, Terence had already told him what to say just in case this very situation should arise.
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