Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 244 Only You Can Represent Me

Terence was enjoying how Carla was looking after him. At the same time, his hand fumbled around

Carla's waist. Carla looked at his satisfied face and gave him a kick on the leg to remind him to behave

himself.

She took the bowl of soup and scooped out a spoonful of it. Then, she blew on it gently and after

making sure that it was cool enough, she placed the spoon in front of his mouth, prompting him to eat.

"By the way, how was Sean doing when you saw him today?" Terence asked after he took the spoonful

of soup. It occurred to him that Sean had been left alone for quite a long time. The last time he saw

Sean was two months ago. He wanted to know whether he was doing all right.

"He was very sad when he heard about your death. I couldn't even bear to see him cry," Carla said as

she sighed. She took a tissue and wiped the food from Terence's mouth.

Terence thought for a while before saying, "Carla, I think we'd better tell Sean the truth. He's a big boy

now. I think he can keep this secret for us.

Or we can also let him move here and live with us."

Carla shook her head and replied, "I don't think so. Sean is only ten years old. He sometimes can't

control his emotions very well since he's still growing up. He might say something out of impulse. So,

we have to wait before everything is settled."

She didn't want to lie to Sean and hurt his feelings either. But she had to put Terence's safety above

everything else.

"You are the boss. But I really do miss him. It has been two months. Maybe he already grew up a little

bit," Terence hopefully stated. Terence finished eating and then he leaned on the sofa with one arm

under his head.

Carla had the servants clean up the table. She noticed that the infusion was almost finished, so she

pulled out the needle for him.

As soon as Terence's hand was set free, he jumped up and grabbed Carla by the waist.

"Terence, put me down, right now!" Carla screamed in shock. It had only been two days since he came

back. He had wounds all over his body, and he was too weak to hold Carla.

"No! I'm not a cripple! I can still take up my woman!" Terence ignored her and brought her upstairs until

they stopped in front of the bedroom. He kicked the door open and rushed inside. He placed her down

on the bed gently and started kissing her not a second after.

"Terence! Stop it! The doctor said you have to rest well. He specifically told you not wear yourself out!"

Carla exclaimed in an attempt to stop him. She raised both her legs and arms to resist and dodged

Terence's face.

Terence wasn't pleased that he was being refused especially with the reasons that she was giving him.

He pressed her arms in the bed and smiled wickedly, "Carla, the doctor also said that proper excise is

good for recovery."

Then he leaned down and kissed her lips.

Finally, Carla lost her strength and gave up gradually.

However, half an hour later, Terence hadn't stopped.

An hour later, he was still in high spirits.

Carla was so exhausted. 'Is this still just proper excise?' she couldn't help but curse in her mind.

The next day when Carla woke up, Terence was already up. She looked around the room and found

that Terence was sitting on the sofa in front of the window.

She stared at him. His white T-shirt under the sunlight made him dazzling like an angel. His hair was a

little longer than before, so it looked rough right then. He was both wild and elegant.

Suddenly, Carla raised her shoulders a little in surprise. She blinked her eyes to make sure that what

she was seeing was real. She saw that Terence was smoking!

No wonder he chose to sit by the window. The wind blew away the smoke so that she wouldn't be able

to smell it.

"Terence, what are you doing?"

Carla didn't put on her shoes but tiptoed to him stealthily. Terence was startled by her and put out the

cigarette in the ashtray quickly. Then he turned around and gave her a smile.

"Carla, you're awake," he said, avoiding the important matter at hand.

Carla came closer to him and glanced at the half-finished cigarette. Then, she took his hand and

smelled it. "Why did you smoke?" she asked.

Terence smiled and put his arm around her shoulder.

"It doesn't matter. I only smoke occasionally," he reassured her.

Carla nodded as she picked up the silver case beside the ashtray. She opened it and took out one

cigarette. Then, she used the lighter to lit it up.

She put it in her mouth and took a hit. However, she coughed violently the next second.

As she expected, Terence became sullen and took the cigarette from her. "Don't smoke!" he snapped.

"Eh-hem! Didn't you just say that smoking occasionally doesn't matter? Why are you stopping me

now?" Carla tried to take the cigarette back from him but Terence snapped it immediately.

It broke in half, and he dumped it into the ashtray.

Then, he also took the silver case and placed it in his pocket immediately.

Carla was finally satisfied. She stood up and stretched a little as she yawned. Then, she went into the

bathroom.

After breakfast, the doctor came again to conduct infusion on Terence.

Terence didn't like staying in the bedroom all day long because it was too stuffy and boring. Usually, he

would have infusion in the living room downstairs, so he could watch TV or read books. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

To take care of him, Carla stayed at home most of the time instead of going out.

Besides, she started getting interested in cooking recently.

Through they had servants at home, she wanted to cook for Terence herself.

However, she wasn't really a gifted cook. Usually, she would be halfway in cooking when she would ask

Terence what to do next.

But after his instructions, Carla would always just be too frustrated to continue. Then, Terence would

take over cooking after he finished the infusion.

And Carla would just drag herself to the living room to watch TV.

When she would finally be able to calm herself and find the willpower to go on cooking, she would

come to Terence and offer some help, but Terence would have already finished all the dishes.

But she found an excuse for herself very soon. Cooking was kind of a proper exercise, just like what

the doctor advised Terence.

"Carla, can you do me a favor today?" Terence asked abruptly one morning after breakfast.

Carla nodded without hesitation, "No problem. What is it?"

Terence opened the drawer and took out a file in front of her. "Marcus has returned from NF already.

This morning, my father, grandfather, and Marcus will have a meeting in the East Yard.

I discussed with grandpa and we both agreed that someone from my side should attend the meeting.

Since I'm 'dead' already, you're the most suitable person to represent me," Terence explained seriously.

Carla grabbed the file and skimmed through it.

It was written in a foreign language, so she didn't understand what it said.

"Carla, I will teach you what to say when you meet them. I will also teach you how to respond to my

father and Marcus. You don't need to worry about it." Terence smiled at her confidently.

"Why does it have to be me?" Carla asked. She knew that this meeting must be very important.

Even though she couldn't read the foreign language in the file, she still recognized some characters,

like diamond or minerals. Was it talking about his properties?

"Because you're the only person who can represent me," Terence answered. He smiled gently as he

looked at her.

Carla didn't ask anything more. All she wanted to do was to give him her full support and help. Terence

started to instruct her on what to do in the meeting.

One hour later, Carla arrived at the East Yard on time.

She got off the car and took one last look at herself before she entered the front door. She behaved as

decent as she could be.

Terence had already told Nicholas about Carla's arrival beforehand. So Race was waiting for her when

she got off the car.

"Miss Carla, welcome!" Race greeted her with a smile.

"Thanks, Race. Is Grandpa already here?" Carla asked as she followed him inside.

"Yes, Mr. Nicolas is here already. The meeting just began," Race stated as he ushered her into the

living room.