Love is the Sunshine

Carla felt agitated when she found out that there was still fifty-five minutes to go. She stood up from the sofa and paced impatiently around the room.

She glanced at Terence and saw his smiling eyes following her around the room.

She finally stopped pacing and closed her eyes and let out a long exasperated breath. 'Okay, just let him be. He can do whatever he wants. After all, it's a rare opportunity that he will get to gaze at me for such a long time, ' thought Carla.

Terence narrowed his eyes. 'What's she up to?'

Carla then strode off to find the paints, brushes, canvas and everything else that she may need to paint a picture. In the Seaview Villa, you could almost find anything. You named it, and it was probably there.

Painting a picture would be the most time-consuming activity right now.

She prepared the canvas on the easel and squeezed out various paint colors onto the palette.

She then stared at the canvas, mentally working out the outline of the man sitting on the sofa.

Terence couldn't help but laugh out loud when he noticed that Carla was using him as her model. Actually, he admired her cleverness.

This way, not only could she ease the embarrassment but also—

"Hey! Don't move! Get into a relaxed pose and then stop moving!"

demanded Carla.

Terence cleared his throat and said, "Okay, when you finish it, I'll get it framed and hang it up in the living room."

Carla wanted to laugh at his suggestion, but she held it in and straightened up.

Terence frowned slightly and wondered what the final result would be like since Carla was snickering weirdly.

Carla made a draft with a pencil deciding the rough outline. After that, she started to mix the colors and brush them on the canvas.

Watching Carla, who was totally engrossed in painting Terence almost believed that she could actually be a talented artist.

so much hidden potential. He thought that he knew everything

ticked

minutes. Have you finished it yet? My back is sore, and my legs are numb," complained Terence.

the final touches. She dipped her brush into the water and mixed it with some black paint

final piece would be

since Carla was in the mood, he would endure the discomfort until she finished

her masterpiece. Terence was already numb since he didn't move at all.

"All right!"

out a deep breath and

stiff body. Only Carla dared to make him hold the same position

him and stopped him from getting up. "Are you tired? Let

sofa and began to rub

don't need to. Even if you've painted me into a pig

Carla was treating him so well, he assumed that she was making up for it because the painting was

held back her laugh and nodded. Then, she got on the sofa and

The better she treated him, the more apprehensive he felt about the painting.

away somewhere if it was a complete disaster. After all, it was done by Carla, and she did put a lot

come

his bag and hurried to the

ran into Carla. She was also on her way

"Carla!"

hug. He had never been separated from Carla before. Although it

asked Sean with red eyes and pouting lips, trying hard to hold back

leaving tomorrow morning.

at her with tears welling up in his eyes. He wanted to say that he wanted to go back to BH

walking over, he thought he would also miss him.

whom to choose, Terence or Carla, so

out a sniffle. Then

you marry her, she will be your wife, and you can live together legitimately. I

troubled by the question whom