Chapter 874 At Lover Island (1/2)

”You finished showering? Why didn't you call me in?” Carla touched her own face and thought, 'Why is he looking at me like that? Is there anything on my face?' Nevertheless, she tied her robe and rested on the bed. Terence too, lay down in front of her. Terence stared at her as she brushed her hair, thinking of how he could bring up what he wanted to say.

At last, he squinted his eyes and said, ”Honey, do you remember what you told me in the northwest?”

Carla rolled her eyes, thinking carefully about what he meant. ”What do you mean?”

”Honey... I think sometimes people aren't very kind. I mean I can sense your kindness, but others cannot...”

he said, looking down at his own hands.

He didn't really care about other things, but when it came to matters of relationships, Carla was a very giving person. She cared too much about all the people she interacted with, whether they were her close friends or not. Indeed, sometimes it could lead to misunderstandings, and eventually some trouble.

A man of great wisdom generally appeared slow-witted. A wise man would rather choose to stay out of all drama and mind his own business.

Carla grinned, her tiny eyes squinting. ”I don't get it! Are you praising me for how amiable I am or condemning me for it?”

Terence chuckled too, sliding closer to her and pulling her cheeks with a loving smile. Teasingly, he said, ”See Carla, I am a man whose wife is extremely attractive. Any man, old or young, could be attracted to you.

I mean my taste might be too good. Look who I married! But it's such a curse, since I have to constantly be on edge thinking someone will steal you from me!”

Terence let his thumb brush her lips slightly, while his other hand played with her hair. Every day he thought about how she was a diamond in the rough and he was lucky to have found her.

”Mr. Terence An, am I sensing a hint of jealousy?” said Carla. Her eyes suddenly narrowed with suspicion and the smile on her face slowly faded away.

Terence's own face became tense as well. He knew this was no longer a funny conversation. He let go of her face and folded his arms against his chest. ”Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?”

”The truth, of course. But a little lie wouldn't hurt either.”

Carla put a cushion behind her back and rested her body on one of her elbows. Her posture, even though it looked relaxed, spoke of restlessness. She stared at his face, ears propped to listen carefully.

Terence looked away. His head rested on one of his arms. Without meeting her eyes, he spoke, ”I know you have nothing to do with Steven, and I know you're only friends...

And I really think he has a great personality and a good temperament. You guys have common hobbies and I'm sure you have a lot to talk about. So if you met occasionally and talked, I wouldn't really mind.”

Terence raised his eyes and finally looked at her. Carla's expression was the same as before, as if she was thinking this entire conversation was pointless. Was he really thinking he could stop her from hanging out with her friends?

But he also couldn't stop other men from being attracted to his wife.