Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 25 A Young Master Experiencing A Different Life

The overbearing kisses did not give Carla the opportunity to hide. The strange but familiar atmosphere

calmed all of her senses, letting her involuntarily give up resisting and immerse in Terence's breath

instead.

Carla realized that exhaustion had drained her strength. She wanted to push Terence away but her

weak arms failed her.

Terence took this chance to take advantage of the situation.

Holding her at the back of her head, Terence pinned her against the wall while hugging and kissing her.

The possessive kisses overwhelmed Carla, leaving her no chance to breathe.

They looked like vines wrapped around a tree, entangling and extending endlessly until they could no

longer be separated from each other.

Carla knew that she was surrendering to Terence's kisses little by little, without any resistance. If this

continued, she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself anymore.

"Ouch..."

Terence cried out in pain as he touched his bitten lip. He frowned, looked at Carla and said in a husky

voice, "Dear, be nice to me, please."

Carla did not hesitate to bite him so she could stop him. Soon enough, both of them tasted the blood in

their mouth.

However, Terence did not intend to let her go and he leaned over again. Instead of being overbearing

and tough, he gently sucked the blood from her lips. He parted from her lips right after and then rested

his forehead on hers. He whispered, "Carla, I'll give you some time to calm down and think it over.

Since it can't be changed, please learn to accept it. You love me, don't you? Are you going to stop

loving me just because of my family?"

"I..."

Carla wanted to say no but she didn't have a chance to do so because Terence went for another kiss

on her lips, preventing her from speaking any further.

"Don't tell me that you don't love me. With an excuse like that, do you really think I'll believe you?"

Terence parted from her lips and softly asked.

"Also, I promised you that I would leave after Sean's birthday. I promised him that I would teach him

how to play basketball. With that, can you promise me not to tell Sean about what kind of family that I

come from? At the very least, let his birthday party pass first. Can you do that?"

Terence pleaded a little.

Even though Sean was still a young boy, he was quite articulate and could decide for himself already.

Terence would like to spend more days with little Sean.

Without any external interruption, he really just wanted to accompany Carla and Sean as a brother for a

few more days.

Terence's incessant chain of kisses calmed down Carla's already blazed mind little by little.

Trying to get back to her senses, Carla breathed deeply and looked at the man begging in a low voice

in front of her.

"... Fine. I can allow you to accompany Sean for a few more days.

But as soon as his birthday is over, I hope you can disappear from our life completely. Don't show

yourself to us ever again."

They came from two very different worlds and in turn, lived very different lives.

Their connection, despite of being strong and true, was temporary, like a beautiful incident.

They were never meant to be together. Like parallel lines, they had to live the rest of their lives

separated from each other.

Terence frowned. He looked into Carla's eyes and said, "Carla, don't treat me like this. Being with you

for the past few days allowed me to show you who I really am, the real me. You've accepted me for

who I am. Why can't you accept my family background?

It would just be a matter of time. You'll get used to it soon enough..."

Carla looked at him and shook her head. She gave him a small smile, "It wouldn't be the same. How

could you say it like it's nothing? As you said, my character won't fit in your world.

If I live in the world that you live in, do you think I would still be the same Carla that you know?"

To change someone's way of living was never easy. Not to mention that it hadn't been that long since

Carla and Terence fully opened up to each other. They didn't have a chance to be certain with their

feelings for each other yet.

With the few days that they spent together as a basis to choose Terence as her soul mate and to marry

him for the rest of her life

was impossible for Carla.

"Okay then, let's just talk about it later. Now that you've allowed me to accompany Sean for a few more

days until his birthday, keep your promise and treat me like you've always been. At least, let's have

some peaceful time for the rest of our days together, shall we?"

Terence offered Carla. He knew that it didn't make sense to argue with her. He would rather know her

answer later if it meant he could avoid hurting her.

Carla nodded in agreement. She felt lucky that she hadn't had the chance to talk with Sean yet. He

didn't know anything about Terence's true identity, which meant Carla could still fix it. She would

eventually explain the whole situation to Sean, but not now.

'At least, we should let Sean have a birthday party without any regrets first, ' Carla thought.

"I'm still sleeping here tonight. You don't have to rush in throwing away my things." Terence looked at

the already-packed luggage on the sofa.

He was sure that the stuff inside the luggage must be his.

'This woman is really heartless. She's ready to throw away all my stuff already.

Why does she want to be separated from me so desperately?' The thought made Terence mad.

Carla did not say anything. She knew that Terence was too observant to neglect the fact that his things

were all gone. She stared at everywhere else but him and whispered, "The house is small. It's already

too crowded for 3 persons to live here."

Terence snorted at her halfhearted words. He let her go and walked towards the sofa to return

everything from the luggage into their former places.

"Why? Why would you rather sleep on my creaky sofa than stay in a hotel with comfortable

accommodations? We both know you don't have to do this at all," Carla asked, wanting to clear some

confusion on her mind.

"It doesn't sound reasonable, does it?" Terence pulled out the clothes that he usually wore from the

luggage.

"I also think that I would have a good sleep in a hotel. but I found out that I have a better sleep on your

sofa."

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Carla remarked. She thought, 'With a family background like his, a phone call would obviously save

him from a lot of inconveniences. It's totally unnecessary for him to stay here for so long.

He probably stays here in purpose to experience a different life.'

"I know what you're gonna say. But I have my reason, which is definitely not what you're thinking

about!" After changing his clothes, Terence waited for Clara's reaction.

Carla turned away and wondered if he could read her mind with just a glance.

"It's late. I should go to work." Carla looked at her watch and realized that it was time for her to leave.

She walked into her room to change her clothes.

Carla wouldn't stop Terence from experiencing a different life. She thought it was his freedom to do so.

Besides, there was nothing she could do to stop him even if she wanted to.

She would let him continue as long as he wanted. Everything was up to him.

Carla grabbed her clothes from her closet and was about to change. At that moment, the door was

opened. Terence leaned on the door with one hand in his pocket and stared at her.

"What are you doing? Get out of here," Carla exclaimed.

Terence stayed right where he was and smiled beguilingly, "When I was changing my clothes, you

watched me without blinking your eyes. Why couldn't I?"

"Shame on you! It's different! I'm a lady!" Carla cursed. As a man, a pair of pants could cover him while

he was changing his top. Moreover, she was already used to seeing him bare from the waist up

whenever he was sleeping on the sofa these days. But she's a woman, and it was impossible for her to

change clothes in front of him.

"Yes, surely it's different. I know that. You just possess two more things than me," Terence replied

casually. Since she called him shameless, he would like to show her how shameless he could be.

Carla flushed in anger. On impulse, she grabbed the clothes on the bed and threw them on his face.

Prepared to catch the clothes, Terence grasped them with his hands and then proceeded to inspect

them. His smile became deeper, "Hey, why did you give me your clothes? Does this mean you want me

to put them on for you?

I know you're playing a game. In reality, you don't want me to leave. You want me to stay, right?

Otherwise, you wouldn't have given me your clothes," Terence said with a smirk.

"Oh, what a lovely game. It's really... difficult to refuse."

He added as he picked up the pink bra with white lace and three rows of invisible buckles out of the pile

of clothes she had thrown over.