Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 240 Feelings Deepening (Part One)

"Well, why shouldn't I be allowed to do that?" Carla tilted her head a little and cheekily looked into his

eyes, "We're not married yet, and it's not like we have any children as well. If I truly thought that you

were dead, of course, I might go and find someone else. Do you mean to tell me that you would want

me to preserve my chastity if something were to really have happened to you?"

Carla shot Terence a playful sideway glance, trying to play the devil's advocate. With an adorable pout,

she took away her arm from his clutch.

She thought it would be best to get back at him a little for making her worry so that he wouldn't dare to

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"Oh, is that so? That's how you feel?" A devilish grin suddenly crept onto Terence's face as he

continued, "If you so much as get the nerve to cast me aside to be with some other guy, you'll be in so

much trouble. Because I'll tell you what. I'll find you wherever you may go and take you back with me.

I'm gonna have to keep you locked up until you finally give in and agree to be mine again."

Terence was well aware she was only teasing him. The feelings she had for him couldn't be any more

true. Because otherwise, she never would've gone through such lengths and travelled thousands of

miles from JA City to NF just to find him without so much as a clue where he might be. Her commitment

to him and her steeled resolve to see him no matter what would be the best damn proof anyone could

ever find of the everlasting bond the two of them shared.

Carla was extremely delighted when she heard him utter those words. "Well, isn't that amazing!" Carla

remarked. "I never would've expected Mr. Terence to turn out as a man having no principles

whatsoever."

Terence gradually relaxed his grip, leaned in closer and kissed her ever so tenderly on her lips. "Carla,

I would never let it come to that. Over my dead body. You are my woman. I want you to belong to me

and me alone forever and ever. No one will ever be able tear us apart no matter how hard they may

try," whispered Terence.

'But if push came to shove and she somehow ended up getting taken by others, ' Terence pondered

deeply to himself, 'I'm gonna take her back by any means possible, even if I would have to resort to

killing someone.'

He never would've thought that he could fall in love with someone so deeply. The love he had for her

had been ingrained in his blood, flowing through his veins, as though she had truly become a part of his

soul which couldn't be taken away from him. He went on to become so jealous and much too

overprotective of her that couldn't bear to be away from her, not even for a single minute.

The affection he had for her kept on strengthening each and every day.

She had become such an important part of him that Terence couldn't dare to picture the life he would've

had without her by his side.

"Terence," Carla called out his name, wrapping her arms around snugly but tenderly around his neck.

"The same goes for you, too. You are my man. There's no way in hell you could ever hope to get rid of

me even if you end up getting sick of me one of these days."

That being said, she moved in closer and hugged him tightly. She tasted his lips passionately with her

luscious red tongue. Upon doing that, she squirmed backward.

Terence immediately grabbed a hold of her arm. She easily got his temperature rising. With his

eyebrows now deeply knit, his gaze wandered into her dark eyes and then proceeded to kiss her

intensely.

Then, as if fate had been playing tricks on the two of them, the door abruptly flung open and Race

suddenly walked in. "Mr. Terence?"

As it turned out, it was quite obvious that he had interrupted what seemed to be such an intimate

moment. "Oh, no! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to disturb you two!" Race instantly realized what he had

just done and tried to apologize.

Stepping back out of the house, he frantically shut the door without delay.

With her face flushed red, Carla desperately gave a vain attempt to somehow shove him off and break

away from his embrace.

Holding her chin on the palm of his hand, he carefully turned her head to look him straight in the eyes.

"You are my girlfriend. There's nothing to be ashamed about kissing me. You don't have to be so

anxious." Right after saying his piece, he made his move and pressed his lips onto hers once more.

Checking the position the two of them were in, Carla realized she was already leaning in against his

chest as they laid on the bed. In the blink of an eye, she suddenly sprung up from the bed.

'Yes. Obviously, he wouldn't care at all, ' Carla thought, rolling her eyes. 'Race must have gotten the

wrong idea and thought that I was actually the one who went ahead and took the initiative to kiss

Terence.'

Standing in front of the mirror, she tried her best to fixed her hair up as well as her clothes then walked

over toward the door to open it.

"Miss Carla." Race beamed her an awkward smile and bowed his head as he greeted her. She

inspected the area and made sure that there wasn't anybody else around. "Race, isn't Grandpa

Nicholas here with you?" Carla blurted out in surprise.

"Mr. Nicholas asked me to come here in his stead. He really wanted to go but he opted not to because

he didn't want to risk attracting any attention. If other people were to discover that Mr. Terence was still

alive, both of you are going to get in big trouble. By the way, how is Mr. Terence doing? Is he starting to

feel any better?" Race politely smiled at her, his voice clearly filled with worry.

"I'm doing just fine. Thank you very much, Race," Terence replied, nodding at him.

"I have a message from Mr. Nicholas which he wanted to give to Mr. Terence," race went on and

added.

Right after hearing this, Carla instantly turned around and headed to the door in order to give them

some privacy. But Terence abruptly grabbed her arm and stopped her in her tracks.

"Carla, there's really no need for you to leave. I don't have any secrets to keep from you. Race, please

take a seat. Go ahead, you can tell us right now. Carla has the right to know everything. She's my

girlfriend after all." Terence sat up straight on the bed with his legs crossed.

Carla simply bobbed her head along, taking a step back. Then, she requested the servants to pour a

cup of tea and handed it over to Race personally.

"Oh, you didn't really have to do that. But thank you so much, Miss Carla." Race promptly stood up and

grabbed the cup. It was quite surprising for him for he didn't quite expect for his boss's girlfriend, Carla,

to be so polite to him at all.

"Mr. Terence, the thing that Mr. Nicholas ordered me to tell you was that... your supposed 'death' has

managed to cause your father a lot of grief. However, he still finds it hard to believe that Mr. Marcus

could really commit such an atrocious act such as murdering his own brother. He has already

demanded Mr. Marcus to come home within the week.