Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 603 Be Gentle! (Part Two)

Without a warning, Terence pulled her hand and made her take a seat right beside him. "I promise I'll

try to stop drinking too much from now on. But I just want you to know that I had no other choice this

time, because the people present are the top leaders of the partner groups, so it was just right that I

showed them my sincerity…"

"Okay, I know that already. You should just get some sleep. It's getting late. Good night,"

Carla sighed.

Carla made up her mind and decided not to talk to him about it tonight. And in order to avoid Terence's

insatiable lust, she thought it would be a good idea to sleep on the sofa by herself and just let Terence

sleep on the bed tonight. With that in mind, Carla walked toward the sofa.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Terence asked, with his eyebrows deeply knitted as he watched Carla walk away from him. Tapping on

the bed with his hand, he said, "Come over here. Lie down right next to me."

"No, I'd rather not. You reek of alcohol. I'll just sleep on the sofa," Carla replied.

With that, Carla went to get the blanket and quickly laid on the sofa.

All of a sudden, Terence sprung up from the bed, got into his slippers and walked into the bathroom to

take a bath. Right after he was done, he walked over toward Carla and asked her, "Go ahead and

smell! Do I still reek of alcohol?"

At the sight of such a cute look on his face, Carla couldn't hold back her laughter. Then, she asked him

to lean a little closer and tried to check how he smelled.

"Um... the smell of wine is actually coming from your body. You won't be able to get rid of that even if

you take a shower. I should just really sleep on the sofa tonight!"

Carla remarked.

That being said, the second Carla was done talking, Terence took a seat right next to her on the sofa

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"There's no way I'm going to let my own wife sleep on the sofa! If you really hate the smell of alcohol on

my body that much, then you can take the bed and sleep there."

Carla couldn't come up with an answer right away.

It seemed that she felt the warmth from this man's words.

"If you insist, then… Okay! I'm going to sleep on the bed instead!"

After telling him that, Carla sprung up from the sofa and moved to the bed.

But before she could even lie on the bed for more than a second, Terence quickly jumped into the bed

once more and wrapped her in his arms, not allowing her to escape from his clutch.

"What are you doing? Didn't you just say that you won't let me sleep on the sofa?"

Carla protested, feeling so helpless while the man who didn't keep his word had her pinned on the bed.

"Yes, it's true that I said that. But I never actually implicitly said that I'm going to sleep on the sofa as

well!"

"Are you kidding me? Didn't you say that?"

"No, I never said I would sleep on the sofa whatsoever..."

With a devilish grin on his lips, Terence went for a kiss. "Do you want a bit more time to think about

whether I said that or not? "

Looking so upset, Carla cudgeled her brains as she tried to remember whether he had said anything

about sleeping on the sofa.

Unfortunately for her, she came to realize that he really didn't say that.

"Okay, just forget about it then! Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you said it or not. You're not allowed

to lay a hand on me tonight! Is that clear?"

Carla blurted out, as she struggled to get out of his arms.

However, Terence easily got a hold of her hands and said, "Give me one good reason why I can't touch

you tonight? I know for certain that you aren't on your period."

"Because..." Carla refuted, but she just couldn't say the reason out loud.

"Because?" Terence urged her to go on.

Biting her lower lip, Carla furiously glared at the man on top of her. The reason was that whenever he

got drunk, he would lose control of his strength and end up getting so wild when they're making love.

That would leave her so tired out every time!

So, Carla knew that if she still wanted to go out and play as she normally would the day after, she

definitely couldn't allow this man to touch her tonight at all costs.

"I'm going to give you a chance. I'll count backwards from ten. If you still can't tell me the reason, it

means you're just making it up!" Terence said, sounding so resolute.

True enough, Terence really began counting down, "Ten, nine, eight..."

Because of that, Carla yelled out in anger and felt so helpless. She knew fully well just how wild

Terence could be when he was so drunk.

However, even Rainer and Nathan weren't aware of this fact. Meaning to say, there was no one else

but her who could actually tell him. Only the two of them knew about it!

But as for Terence... There was a good chance he actually had no idea that was the case at all.

"Two, one... Time's up."

Not planning to give her a chance to speak, Terence covered her lips as soon as he was done

counting. That kiss, which reeked of alcohol, ended up being her punishment for turning him down

repeatedly.

In that moment, Carla seriously wanted to cry. To make things worse, she even remembered what

Rainer told her before he left.

Terence still ended up drinking a bit of the wine that had been laced with aphrodisiacs!

"Terence An!" Carla yelled out.

"Hmm...?" Terence mumbled, but he simply continued kissing her like being crazy.

"Be gentle with me, or else, I won't let you touch me for a week! I'm dead serious!"

"Okay..."