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Waiting For a Girl Like You By Vegetable Characters: 8650

Updated: 2019-05-11 01:03


"Carla? Carla? Are you...?" Terence asked and knocked on the door.

Before he could finish what he was saying, the door suddenly flung open.

Carla looked at him, with bubbles from the detergent foaming in her hands.

"Sorry, I was doing the laundry, so I couldn't hear you," she told him.

Terence walked in with a bag of vegetables in his hands. Putting them on the table, he stopped Carla who was about to go to the bathroom to continue washing the clothes. "You just got a fever yesterday, so you shouldn't be doing any housework today. When are you going to start taking care of yourself?" he remarked.

"Stop doing the laundry. Wash your hands and go to bed to take a break."

Hearing this, Carla blew the white bubbles in her hands away and answered, "I'm not as helpless as you make me out to be. I'm feeling much better, which means I can do the housework. Just relax, will you?"

After sweating all over the quilt last night and drenching it, she wanted to clean them.

"No, you still can't be doing the laundry. You not feeling ill doesn't necessarily mean you've fully recovered. In fact, you're still very weak. How could even bear to touch cold water and hang clothes out with the cool breeze blowing outside? Listen to me and be a good girl. Now go to your room and take some much-needed rest."

Terence instantly grabbed her arm and dragged her into the bathroom without waiting for her response.

Standing close together in the small bathroom, Terence held Carla's hands and helped her wash them. Inevitably, Carla got a whiff his light scent. It was the same scent from her very own bath gel.

"Terence, why do you always treat me so well?" she asked.

Grabbing a towel, Terence wiped her hands and saw her bright eyes staring straight at his face. He replied, "Help me with a drop of water, I will return with the whole spring, let alone the fact that you saved my life.

You're sick now, so this time, it's my turn to look after you. Otherwise, who else can you count on?"

Taking in a deep breath she pried, "Is that true? Is this only about me saving your life? If so, is there really a need to take care of everything about me?

Terence, to be frank, I don't like having this vague relationship with you.

If you're interested me, just tell it straight to my face. Don't do anything on the pretext of me saving your life. You know that's not true."

She thought she had misunderstood him, but now after all he had done for her, could she still consider his gesture as him being grateful?

In that cramped bathroom filled with the smell

k that would be necessary. Aren't you leaving? We won't be interacting with each other anymore then. It's not that important for me to know too much."

Promptly, Carla stood up and headed for the bathroom. She wanted to finish doing her laundry, but it turned out Terence had already put all the clothes into the washing machine and cleaned the floor.

Since he had already taken care of everything, she had nothing else to do but take a break in her room.

In the living room, Terence felt the phone vibrate, so he picked it up and went out to the balcony.

"Mr. Terence, this is Race," the man on the phone specified.

"What happened? Is there something wrong with my grandpa?" Terence worriedly asked.

"Mr. Terence, here's the thing. As soon as Mr. Nicholas heard that you were in BH City, he arranged a private plane in secret, and so, he'll be arriving there by tonight."

"What?"

Terence sulked after hearing the news. Looking around, he lowered his voice, "Didn't I ask you to just give me some more time. Why does grandpa have to come here?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Terence. It's Mr. Nicholas's idea, and you know there's no way for me to stop him. Your grandpa said the only way he'll ever be relieved is if he can see you safe in person." Race informed him helplessly.

Thinking for a while, Terence got a bit depressed and all he could do was respond with a sigh, "Fine, I know. Send me the address of the hotel where my grandpa will be staying."

He immediately hung up.

Closing his eyes, Terence dwelt on it for a moment and then proceeded to head for the living room.

The instant he turned his back, he found a woman standing by the door, probably trying to eavesdrop on the conversation.

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