Chapter 792 I Really Want It (1/2)

Carla wasn't sure whether she had misunderstood her bodyguard or not.

”I'm not sure. But I have a feeling that the manner in which that Brian guy looked at Mr. An was weird. It wasn't in a way a subordinate looks at his boss.”

Carol continued to second the point she had earlier made.

Carla pondered attentively and she almost choked on her yogurt. ”Do you mean to convey that Brian could be in love with Terence? How is that even possible?”

”Mrs. An, I'm merely speculating. Perhaps I am wrong,” Carol continued after she gave it a thought.

Carla thought for a while and she couldn't help but shiver in disgust. She felt a chill ran down her spine. She had never even considered the possibility of a love sprouting between two men, because she thought it had nothing directly to do with her at the time.

But when the question involved her own husband, she certainly felt shocked. Though it was only an assumption without any valid proof, every single time she thought of the possibility that a man could have developed feelings for her husband, she felt as if a bunch of sharp needles were pricking all over her body.

She suddenly realized that it was foolish of her to refuse Terence's suggestion when he had earlier asked her to go out for dinner together. She should have accepted the invitation and gone out with him.

But she had just escaped from that commitment, with an alibi that she had already made an appointment with Violet.

In the evening, Terence didn't return home until a little after the grandfather clock struck twelve times indicating that it was midnight.

Carla hadn't fallen deeply asleep. She shuddered and woke up when she heard a noise erupting from the living room. Then, she heard some footsteps approaching her, slowly but steadily.

She recognized that it was Terence. He returned a little late, and he soon got into the bedroom. Carla closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. She was expecting Terence to a quick shower and then retire to bed as soon as possible. But then, contrary to her expectations, Terence stayed beside her for a while, then he got up and left the room.

Carla could sense that he was extremely drunk and the smell of alcohol was so strong. So, she guessed that he might have gone to the bathroom to take a shower.

After waiting for a while, since Carla didn't see Terence return to bed, she couldn't help but check the time. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

She put on a coat and walked out hastily. To her surprise, she found that Terence had fallen asleep on the sofa after he came out from the bathroom.

”Honey?”

She called out to Terence in a whisper, waiting for his response.

Terence seemed to be half asleep, but he still kept his diamond-like eyes half open. In a daze, he looked at the woman standing in front of the sofa and pulled her into his arms.

”Honey, why don't you go back to the bedroom and sleep?”

Terence asked in a low and hoarse voice, holding Carla tightly who was lying on the outer edge of the sofa.

”I'm waiting for you. Why don't you come back to our bedroom with me? It's so cold at this hour of the night! Are you going to spend the night on a sofa?” Carla glanced at him and asked affectionately.