Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 75 Encounter A Thief (Part Two)

"Yes," Carla replied, as the memories of the last time they had a fight before he left her house started

flooding her thoughts.

Throughout all of those times they had been together, he had always been nice to her, treating her very

well. But still, she always thought that was just because he was only feeling grateful toward her for

rescuing him that one time when she found him on the street.

Now, here came another woman who had just done the exact same thing Carla did before for him. She

saved his life and she was now even taking good care of him, so Carla was in deep fervent thought, Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

under the notion that she herself had just now ceased from being the only special girl in his eyes.

"I'm glad that you're doing fine. Do you have something else in your mind that you wanted to talk to me

about? If not, then I'll hang up the phone now. I'll make sure to pay the two of you a visit as soon as I

get fully recovered," Terence remarked in a calm demeanor.

"Wait just a second." As she finally found the determination to ask him about the rumors regarding his

engagement, Carla accidentally bit her tongue a little. Ever since she heard the news from Violet, she

had been feeling unusually uneasy, desperate and dying to know what all of those things meant. If she

didn't take this chance to ask him about the real situation, she wouldn't be able to get rid of her

restlessness.

"What's wrong? What do you want to talk about?" Terence asked, pressing his index finger onto his

lips, gesturing toward Nathan, who had just walked into the room as they were talking, trying to tell him

not to say a word and keep quiet.

By sheer coincidence, a couple passing by suddenly caught Carla's attention. The two of them were

quarreling for some reason or another. This caused her to shift her gaze toward the ground, looking as

if her eyes had been glued to it.

"Someone has just told me the news that you are bound to get engaged. I'm just a little curious. Is that

true?" Gasping for a little bit of air, she carried on saying, "If it really is true, I want you to tell me. Don't

try to even lie to me or hide the truth from me. I promise I'm not going to hate you for it or whatever.

You got that?"

For a moment there, Terence just kept his mouth shut, taking a glance at Bonnie Hua who was sitting

right beside him, and then he suddenly closed his eyes. "I'll just explain everything to you next time,"

After ignoring Carla's question, unsure of what to tell her in that situation, he hung up the phone

immediately. On the other hand, Carla lifted her chin up and watched as the couple who went past her

carried on arguing and quarreling even more and more intensely, to the point that she herself was no

longer in the mood to do some shopping anymore.

When they were still just getting to know each other, Carla had no clue whether it would work out

between her and Terence if they were to start dating each other. It was true there was someone she

had been interested in even before she met him, but Terence seemed to have been the first person to

have sincerely shown interest in her as well. Because of that, she was a little hesitant to give their

relationship a chance on the spur of the moment.

For that reason, even if she were to find out that he was actually already engaged with someone or

eventually got married someday, it wouldn't be news to her. It was not going to be something so

surprising.

Besides, when she got right down to it, his background, family, and the life he led was much too

different from hers.

Terence was born into a rich and powerful family, while Carla belonged to an impoverished one, so, of

course, they were nowhere close to being a perfect match for each other. In reality, even the most

common people from families who were just a little more well-off than others would still be very

particular about the social standing of the person they were going to marry, let alone Terence.

"Hey, Miss. Did you drop something?"

someone from behind called out to her, suddenly patting her on the shoulder.

With her mind still lingering somewhere else, Carla reflexively turned to look at the person speaking to

her, but in an instant, her bag got snatched by someone.

"My bag! He stole my bag!

A thief? Stop right there!"

It was good thing that Carla was able to take note of what the thief was wearing. He was dressed in a

gray shirt and was wearing a pair of jeans. He quickly tried to blend in with the crowd of people roaming

the area. Carla, who seemed to be so out of it just moments ago, suddenly became fuming with anger

that she ran after the thief.

'How dared he snatch my bag?!'

"Stop running this instant!" Carla ran as fast as she could. And although most women didn't tend to

lean away from being the athletic type, she was obviously a bit different. There was also the possibility

that it might just be because she had been so irritated about what happened earlier or something along

those lines, but nonetheless, she was able to run just as fast as the thief. It seemed like it wouldn't be

long before she finally caught up to him.

Back in the years, when she was still in school, Carla was told by her P.E. teacher that she had a

natural ability to run like a promising professional athlete. But because she had never shown any

interest in running whatsoever, and believed that it would just be very tiring to do so, she had never

thought of having a career as an athlete.

The thief was a bit startled by the unexpected turn of events. He wasn't expecting her to be able to run

so fast, so he panicked and quickly signaled toward his accomplices for assistance.

In the blink of an eye, a pair of slim but towering young men popped up in the middle of the street, and

purposefully set out to block Carla's way.

"Stop running! Move aside! You're blocking my way!" The young man with blonde hair shouted at Carla

with a nasty grin right after moving in front of her to prevent her from going after their partner.

"Get away! You go step aside!"

Carla screamed impatiently upon realizing that the thief who had snatched her bag was about to

escape and leave out of her sight. Knowing full well that her bag contained some important things she

didn't want to lose, she thought that she had to try her best to stop that man from escaping and going

away with it.

"What did you just say to me? You're asking me to move away? For what reason do I have to do that?"

the young man shouted back with a voice filled with so much arrogance.

Carla guessed that the arrogant prick must be conspiring with the thief, so she didn't have to hold back

and pushed him aside. There was no way she'd just simply let those low-lives get what they wanted.

In the past, when she was still a student, she was so intimidating that no one dared to get on her

nerves. Although she became a little gentler and more restrained now, she remained as a person who

wouldn't let herself just be pushed around or bullied so easily.

The young man wasn't expecting her to have the audacity nor the strength to push him. Due to this, he

actually almost got hit by a car that happened to be passing by.

"Bah!" the young man blurted out furiously, after which he pulled a glistening, sharp knife out of his

pocket, with the intent of stabbing her out of anger.

"You bitch! Think you can just go around pushing me?" ...

After shouting those words out loud, the young man quickly ran toward her.