Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 135 Terence The Good Actor

"Carla! "

Sean screamed.

Carla had already tumbled to the ground. She was wincing in pain as she held her ankle gingerly. Carla

glanced at Sean signaling for her brother that she was all right and to stop screaming. There were only

two steps left, so how bad could she have gotten hurt?

Then she looked across and saw that Terence and Bonnie were walking towards her.

"Err— I'm fine. My brother finished his homework and insisted that I come down with him. I'm sorry to

disturb you,"

she said as she waved at them. Carla got up quickly and hobbled on her injured ankle hurriedly into the

elevator with Sean.

"Terence—"

Bonnie held on to Terence's arm as he was about to stride over to the elevator. Her beautiful eyes

gazed at him and she said in a soft voice, "Terence, I'm your fiancee. If Carla can stay in your home,

surely I can as well. Can't I?"

Terence looked down at her hand that was stopping him from going to Carla. A shadow of darkness

flashed through his eyes, making it hard for others to figure out what he was thinking.

"Bonnie, your being my fiancee is exactly the reason why you couldn't stay here. You are different from Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

other women—

... I'll have someone take you back."

Then, Terence broke loose from her hold and without explaining any further to her, he called the driver.

After that, he turned on his heels and briskly walked into the elevator.

Bonnie stood rooted to the spot as she helplessly watched Terence leave. She felt desolate and

miserable in her heart. She was his fiancee, but Terence still wouldn't touch her in a way that lovers do.

Nonsense!

Her brother had said, that if a man didn't want to touch a woman even if he could, it could only mean

one of two possibilities, that either he didn't love her or he loved her too much.

It was obvious what Terence felt about her.

Bonnie had planned to leave with the driver. However, curiosity got the better of her.

She wanted to see for herself how Terence had behaved with Carla when she wasn't there.

Was it true that Carla was only his life-saver and he was grateful?

Or, were they actually romantically involved?

"I'm not feeling very well. Wait for me outside, please. I will only be a moment. I need to go to the

bathroom,"

said Bonnie to the driver, who was waiting for her.

"Yes, Miss Hua." The driver nodded respectfully and left to wait for her outside.

When the driver was gone, Bonnie quietly crept up the stairs.

On the third floor, Carla slowly limped towards her room. Sean couldn't do anything to help his sister

because he was only small and didn't have the strength to hold her.

When she was halfway down the hall, she turned and saw that Terence was coming out of the elevator.

"Sean, you can go back to your room. I'll help your sister." Then he briskly walked up to Carla and put

his arm around her waist helping her walk to his bedroom.

Sean was relieved when he saw Terence coming. He nodded and did what he was told.

Terence kicked the door open and helped Carla to the sofa.

"Tell me where you hurt yourself?"

asked Terence as he reached for her ankle.

"Ah! Be gentle!" Carla shrieked in pain as she instinctively pushed his hand away and held her ankle

protectively.

He gently moved her hand away and felt her ankle. "The bone doesn't appear to be broken. You have

sprained your ankle badly. But it should be all right with some compress and an ice pack."

Terence came back shortly afterward with a compress bandage and an ice pack. He gently wrapped

the bandage around her ankle to stop the swelling and elevated her foot on a stool while he applied an

ice pack to her ankle.

"This ointment works very well too. Apply it two to three times once the swelling goes down and you'll

be okay."

Then he packed the medicine box away and went to wash his hands.

Carla sat on the sofa, staring at her bandaged ankle and absentmindedly rubbed it. Images of Bonnie

kissing Terence kept flashing through her mind.

He had kissed Carla many times before, but it was her first time to see another woman kissing him on

the lips.

When Terence walked out of the bathroom, he saw a shadow of a person hiding behind the screen. His

gut instinct was to kick it down.

But he held back for a moment and glanced down to the bottom of the screen where he saw a pair of

shoes exposed.

It was the same pair of white high heeled shoes that Bonnie wore while they danced.

Bonnie had slipped them on from her car after they had dinner.

"Terence, come here—"

Carla wasn't aware that Bonnie was hiding behind the screen. When she saw Terence she called out to

him.

"Yes? What is it?" Terence asked as he went back to her.

Carla reached out to him and gazed at him with glittering eyes.

Terence just glanced back at the screen behind and didn't take her hand.

"I've bandaged your ankle, so you can go back to your room now,"

said Terence without any emotion as he sat down on the other end of the sofa.

He couldn't let Bonnie see him being intimate with Carla. Not now.

Even if Bonnie was suspicious of the relationship between Terence and Carla, it was purely her guess

and imagination. She had never witnessed it first hand.

Now would not be a good time for her to find out the truth.

Sensing his aloof attitude, Carla unconsciously bit her lip.

"Is there anything that you want to explain to me?" she asked.

Terence crossed his legs sitting opposite her. He looked up and said, "Explain what? That Bonnie

kissed me? Carla, she is my fiancee. It's completely normal for us to kiss. There's nothing to explain."

Carla sat gaping at him. He could have knocked her down with a feather at how astonished she felt at

that moment.

She couldn't believe her ears. Carla managed to suppress her mounting anger and asked, "Terence,

are you serious?"

Terence didn't look up. Browsing through a magazine in his hand, he said casually, "Carla, I hope

you're aware that I treat you well just because you saved my life and for no other reason.

If you hadn't done that do you really think, that you, a nobody, is good enough to live in my Sea-view

villa?

I've done a lot for you. Because of you, I even let Bonnie go home even though she wanted to stay

here with me. What more do you want me to do?"

Carla felt as though her heart had just been ripped out of her chest. She coughed ferociously as she

fumbled to stand up and leaned against the sofa for support. The pain in her ankle cut through her like

a knife and she gave out a short gasp.

"All right! Terence, you win! I just don't like your fiancee. She hurt my brother. How can I like her?"

Carla said, rubbing her ankle and gave out a sneer. "It's easy to get me in, but it's going to be hard for

you to get me out! Even if, as you say, I don't deserve it! I'm here now. You can try and throw me out if

you dare! I will not leave!"

Carla then hobbled angrily to the door and then remembered that she had forgotten to put her slippers

on.

So she hobbled back to the sofa and bent down awkwardly to put on her slippers. After she put one

slipper on her good foot, she pulled the other slipper onto her sore foot and winced in pain. So she

limped back towards the door with one slipper in her hand and one on her foot.

Bonnie quickly left from behind the screen when she heard footsteps coming.

She felt so relieved.

How could she have believed that Terence could fall in love with a vulgar woman like Carla? The truth

was, she was his lifesaver and she was using it to take advantage of him.

Since that was the case Bonnie didn't need to worry anymore.

It meant that Carla wasn't as difficult to handle as she had imaged she was.

While Carla was

limping to the door with one slipper in her hand, a man suddenly walked up and grabbed her from

behind scooping her up off the ground.