Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 83 Installing The Cameras (Part Two)

Terence fervently watched the woman on his laptop as he listened to the tune she was singing.

Everything sounded clear that it was quite impressive. Yeah, there was just no way she'd ever think

that a camera was set in her bedroom and hidden cameras these days recorded sounds.

'Oh, my God, you ungrateful woman!' Terence couldn't help himself from springing up and swearing in

a fit of rage as he peered upon her through the screen. The woman's face wasn't showing any signs of

worry or distress in spite of all the things he had done for her.

'Has she already forgotten everything about a man called Terence after having dinner with that Noah

guy for just once?!' Rage began welling up inside him, and it was already starting to show through his

eyes.

Terence clenched his teeth upon seeing Carla leisurely relaxing on her bed, about to doze off. 'She had

got the audacity to even sing?'

His chest got filled up with so much jealousy as he started visualizing Carla and Noah having some

fancy dinner together. He was also upsetting at the same time that he could feel his veins were about

to burst.

Just when he was about to lose it, the woman on the screen suddenly sat up from her bed. It took

almost all of his strength just to control his anger and force himself to sit back down on the chair,

extremely eager to discover what this woman would be up to next. Fixing his eyes on the target, he

tried his best to just patiently watch as the woman kept on tossing and turning all over the bed. On the

other side of the monitor, actually, Carla just felt an itch on her back so she pulled up her pajamas a

little. However, it wasn't of much help at all. After that, she reached out her uninjured arm toward her

back and scratched but to no avail. Still feeling so itchy, she straight up took her pajamas off just below

her waist and continued scratching even much more vigorously, and she just kept on doing that until

she got satisfied. Then, finally, she fixed herself up, put her pajamas on, and rolled over into the quilt.

She had no idea that all of it was being carefully tediously observed through the camera under the

guise of the new "light bulb" which the inspector had just replaced for her. And another thing, she also

wasn't aware that Terence was watching her every move clearly from the opposite side of the camera.

On any typical day, who would be cautious and mindful of their actions inside their own bedrooms? No

one. Neither did Carla.

If everyone had to behave themselves in their bedroom the way they always tend to do whenever they

were out in public, just what kind of miserable life would that be?

Terence wasn't really expecting any of those things to be happening in front of his very eyes. To cool

himself off and bring the intense passion that began emanating in between his legs up to his brain, he

took a heavy breath of air. Only the Gods watching from above would know what kind of fantasies he

could possibly be having right now inside that head of his. If Carla were a piece of meat, for sure, his

hands would've already been all over her, preparing to marinate her to cook her on a hot pan and enjoy

a feast all to himself.

Taking in one big gulp, he still felt the uneasiness on his chest crawling up to his throat. In the end, he

decided to just close his laptop and head straight to the shower.

On the room just beneath the light bulb, Carla had been staring mindlessly on the bed frame for quite

some time while her head was drawing a blank. Since she found it hard to fall asleep, she grabbed her

phone, unlocked it, and scrolled around randomly. However in the end, she couldn't find anything that

was interesting so she turned off the screen and just laid silently on her bed.

She kept staring at the ceiling, not feeling sleepy at all.

In a small confined space deep inside her heart, someone she had decided to keep locked up for good

kept on pounding, so desperate to come out. For every single moment after finding out about the

engagement, she had tried her best to keep herself from thinking about anything that has to do with this

certain man. It was not until the ungodly hour that she would finally let her real emotions take over and

let herself be free to even picture his face.

After that, she would immediately lock him back up in his imaginary cell, and only then would she be

able to finally fall into sleep. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Heaving a heavy sigh, she sprung up and turned the light off and slowly walked back, rolling herself

inside the quilt. Shortly, she fell into her deep slumber.

Terence, on the other hand, had just come out of the shower, covering himself with a towel.

Upon opening his laptop after walking out of the bathroom, the woman was now lying completely still

on the screen. Terence knew she was sound asleep. With his eyes furrowed, he let out a sigh of

exasperation.

The moment he was just about to close off the lid of the laptop, Rainer entered his room holding a

glass of milk. Slowly walking up toward Terence, he placed the glass of milk on the table. Some time

had passed since the accident, but he knew full well that Terence still hadn't been sleeping much,

making him feel deeply concerned.

"Mr. Terence, are you enjoying yourself watching from the hidden camera?" Taking a quick peek at the

laptop on Terence's table, Rainer saw Carla was asleep on her bed, so he thought of teasing him a

little.

Turning off the laptop immediately, Terence stared at Rainer and rolled back his eyes as he grabbed

the glass of milk and took a good sip.

"Mr. Terence, I've been wondering about something, but I'm not quite sure if I should tell you this or

not," Rainer carefully said as he lowered his gaze to look Terence in the eyes.

Terence sneered, "If you're unsure whether or not you should be saying something, then there's no

need for you to even mention it. Think things through before you say anything at all."

Faking a cough to hide his embarrassment, Rainer smiled at Terence and uttered, "Um... Since you're

not really in a relationship with Miss Carla, and she still remains single, setting up all of those cameras

around her apartment and watching her as she sleeps... Sir, if I may say so, you're violating her privacy.

It's...it's kind of immoral to do this. I think you're overstepping the boundaries. This just feels so wrong."

Without even waiting for him to wrap up what he wanted to say, Terence shot him an intense glare. If

his eyes were guns, Rainer would've surely been dead by now after getting shot more than a thousand

times.

'If only I had a better way to see her with my very own eyes to make sure that she's safe and sound,

then there's no way I would've ever stooped so low and done this. I had no other choice. This is my last

resort.' Intensely screaming deep inside, Terence wanted to kill Rainer with his cold stare.

Being fully aware that Terence had been so pissed off, Rainer got rid of his smile and quickly attempted

to butter him up by saying, "Um... I sincerely apologize, sir. I didn't know what I was saying just now.

Let me rephrase it for you. Eh.. Eh.. It should be a privilege for Miss Carla to be watched over by you.

What could she have possibly done in her previous life to deserve this honor? Save the whole

universe? Also, watching over the place is your way of taking care of them. These cameras can detect

anything, so that means you would be able to prevent another fire or other dangerous things from

happening again.

It's an enlightening experience for us to see your flawless judgment. I'm so deeply impressed by what

you're willing to do for them. Serving you is such an honor, sir!"

Rainer did all that he could just to resist his urge to laugh as he was spouting all of that nonsense, then

he gazed at Terence, trying to check if his anger had been squelched. When his eyes met Terence's,

the man sitting on the chair took off his slipper and threw it straight to his face.