Chapter 308 An Agonizing Night (1/2)

Carla stared at Terence who was drunk at that moment. She was then taken back to the memories of his very well poised performance on the cruise ship last night. Such a huge contrast made her burst into laughter.

Lying on the bed with her head resting on her propped arm, she smiled at him. She wanted to tease him so bad so she deliberately put her hand on his waist. But Terence immediately shoved her hand away as soon as she touched him.

She laughed. She didn't expect that he would become so cute when he was drunk.

He was actually much cuter now than the first time she saw him get drunk.

”Terence, honey, let me hug you, okay? Just for one minute!”

Carla said while she purposely increased her tone. She quietly touched his chest with one hand and brushed her chin tenderly against his arm. And then she wanted to bury her head into his arms.

But before she could do so, he pushed her head away.

”Don't touch me!” he refused in a hoarse tone.

Keeping his eyes closed, he frowned.

After being refused twice already, Carla could only stare at his back. She rolled her eyes at him and pouted.

She thought, 'I can't believe it! How come he's not attracted to me! Is he really drunk?

How could he still perceive so clearly that I'm touching him?'

Soon enough, it dawned on Carla that she had underestimated his vigilance while he was drunk.

With that, she suddenly realized something that made her so excited.

She thought, 'If he's still sensible, does that mean I don't need to worry that he'll sleep with other women when he's drunk?'

Then, Carla wanted to test how strong his self-control could be, so she thought about how to go about it.

Although it was 3 o'clock in the morning, Carla was very exhilarated.

She was limping back and forth in the room as if in contemplation, deciding whether to proceed with her plan or not. After a while, she finally changed into a very revealing nightgown which she didn't wear that often. The piece was a luxurious garment made of silk which had see-through lace in the chest and back area.

She then proceeded to open Terence's quilt and went inside quietly.

”Mr. Terence... Mr. Terence, wake up,” she whispered.

She shook his arms but she couldn't help giggling when she did so. Earlier, Rainer had helped Terence change into his nightgown which was—fortunately for Carla—very easy to take off.

Without exerting much effort, she pulled the tie of his robe, revealing his body. As soon as she was about to touch his chest, her wrist was gripped very firmly.