Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 238 Baby, Don't Cry!

Just as Rainer was beginning to relish his exultant joy, Carla, who had been following closely behind

Terence after the incident, had finally stepped out of the woodlands.

The sound of vehicles approaching suddenly came from in front of the forest.

Carla frantically buried her face onto Terence's back out of reflex, extremely anxious that those might

be Marcus' henchmen.

Terence carefully inspected the tag of the cars. With Carla wrapped up in his clutch, he reassured her,

"There's no need for you to be worried. It's actually my men riding those cars you just heard."

Blue was one of the locals. Meaning to say, his dark skin complexion couldn't really hide the light

gleaming from his bright eyes. Without delay, he immediately ordered his men to move.

Carla saw a group of men who were wiping something with mats, carrying and transferring it over to the

forest.

It should take them just a total of twenty minutes. Ten minutes spent for escaping the forest and five

minutes to have the scene set up. At that moment, there were only five more minutes remaining for

them to run away, so Terence immediately brought Carla over to one of the cars.

As they hurriedly fled the scene, Carla noticed that there was something which seemed like a little

robot, cleaning up the tracks which they would've left otherwise. It looked quite astonishing, such a

sight to see.

As anyone would've expected, they left the area as though they hadn't even been there in the first

place.

Carla actually had no idea what was going on, but it was not like she even really had to ask about it

anyway. Having so much faith in Terence, that was all that mattered.

Just a few moments after they left, Marcus' underlings had arrived. A helicopter could be seen hovering

up in the sky scanning the area.

For a brief second there, the expression on Carla's face made it seem as if she had suddenly thought

of something.

Terence wasn't in such a hurry to send her back home to safety. What he did was he brought her along

to a secluded house which was set up high in the mountains and deep into the wilderness. This place

was somewhat of a desolate area.

Inside a modest but peaceful dwelling, Carla clenched her jaw, anxiously watching as Rainer was

taking care of Terence's wounds. Just from seeing the wounds he had all over his body, especially the

fresh ones, Carla had a hard time wondering about all of the unthinkable hardships he could have been

through during the past month.

"Rainer, I can handle everything else here. But please go outside and check the area!" Carla insisted.

Taking in a deep breath, a bitter smile crept onto her face as she walked over to Terence.

Rainer bobbed his head in agreement, setting everything down instantly, and headed out.

Her hands were visibly trembling while attempting to dab iodine onto the numerous cuts Terence had

on his back.

Terence promptly held her hand in a tight grip and assured her, "Carla, there's no need for you to be so

worried. This is nothing, really. Every one of us had a few small cuts."

Terence sat up and straightened his back. His skin got considerably darker and all of those wounds

only helped ruin his beautiful body. With so much tenderness, he looked straight into her eyes.

At this point, Carla couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She gasped under so much distress and

moved behind him.

Her restlessness was spilling all over the place, taking shape in her uneven breathing pattern, and not

to mention her shivering hands.

'Why? Why does this have to keep on happening? What did he do to deserve this?

He's nowhere near being a superhuman or a god.

He is just like everybody else, just a normal person. He feels pain, he bleeds, and he could even die.

Why is all of this happening to him over and over again?

This doesn't feel right! It's so unfair! How come a wretched person such as Marcus can leisurely spend

his time in his fancy house while Terence is out here, in god-knows-where this place might be, under so

much discomfort and suffering?' Carla hopelessly wondered.

Turning around to face her, Terence rested the palm of his hand on her cheeks and tried to kiss her

tears away. "Babe, please don't be sad. I hate to see you crying.

In this past month, I never let myself shed a single tear, nor have I ever thought of giving in to the

torment. But your tears, Carla... Your tears could easily break my heart!" Terence told her.

He then wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly as he patted her on the shoulder.

Terence's warmth made her feel much better. It was enough to get her to be at ease. And then he

added, "Don't fret, silly. Your man isn't so weak that he will succumb to something of this caliber. He is

a superhero. There's no way he would ever think of leaving his beautiful girl on her own. I was quite

aware that they had some things tampered with on the plane. I also knew they had replaced the bailout

kit. In order to deceive them into thinking I didn't know anything, I had to beat them at their own game.

So, this crash was also part of the plan.

My father had never truly given up on my older brother. I had no choice but to force him to make a

decision. At the end of all of this, the entire An family would be bound to lose their faith in my older

brother. I had to resort to this because it's the only way to ensure that he wouldn't ever dare bring harm

to me and more importantly, to the people I hold dear."

From his eyes and the expression he wore on his face, Carla could see clear as day that he had

already steeled his resolve.

Terence had his eyes dead set on getting rid of Marcus' influence and power.

Taking into consideration that Marcus couldn't really care less about what would happen to Terence at

all, Terence wouldn't mind the idea of taking all of Marcus' properties in NF back to the An family.

Stripped of all his money and power, Marcus would end up with nothing.

Taking Marcus' lavish lifestyle and the power he held dear away from him would probably be even

better a punishment than simply killing him off.

"Carla, sweetheart, please dry your eyes! I had a good reason for not getting in touch with you, or

anyone in JA City for that matter. This suffering will come to pass, but it's a price worth paying for the

sake of our future!"

Watching her tears run down her cheeks, Terence lovingly pulled her close and kissed her eyes and

tried to explain everything to her.

Carla was finally able to pull herself together and gather her thoughts. Thinking about everything that

happened earlier, she exclaimed, "When I was on my way coming here, I actually bumped into Johnny.

It turns out he was on your brother's side after all! He was also involved in plotting your plane crash."

Terence snorted and let out quite a disparaging smile. Stroking her light blonde hair, he told her, "That

was still well within my expectations. The two of us had never really seen eye to eye. This wouldn't be

the first he had ever wanted me dead, so that comes as no surprise at all."

That being said, Terence had somewhat of an inkling that things were not as simple as they appeared

to be. He had a gut feeling that there was someone else involved in this matter, someone who had

great influence. That was a reason he abruptly decided to step foot inside that plane.

After all, it would've been a gargantuan task for Marcus' plan to go without a hitch and grease the

palms of all those governors to go along with his plan all by himself.

Surely, someone must've lent him a helping hand in order to pull off such a stunt.

Terence wanted to flush that person out and pay him back for all the hardships that he been through.

"Look at me. I'm all right! But let me ask you something. Just how on earth were you able to get here?"

Terence carefully stroked her hair and lifted her face up to look her straight in the eye, asking her the

second their eyes met.

Carla let go of the absorbent cotton and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her voice was breaking

due to so much crying, but she tried her best to respond, "How do you expect me to just stay put and

sit around, anxiously waiting to hear from you for a month?

Everyone tried to tell me you were already dead, but there's no way I could accept that so easily.

So I went out on my own to find you using any means possible..."

Terence swiftly wrapped his arms around her waist in response and whispered under his breath,

"Carla, you're so stubborn! Do you realize you could have gotten yourself killed because of what you've

done?"

"I'm well aware of that. But do you think I care!" Carla retorted. He felt her warm tears drop down on his

shoulder.

Her feelings went through Terence. Those loving tears managed to warm not just his shoulder but also

his heart. It pained him so much to see her like that.

"Carla... Carla..."

He called out her name over and over again, holding her tighter and tighter.

The feelings he had for her had only gotten stronger, much, much stronger than it had ever been

before!

"Ah..." Terence suddenly groaned feeling a bit of pain. Carla deliberately poked his wound, giving him a

warning, "You have to swear that you won't put your life at risk ever again in the future and make me

worry this much! You got that?"

"Yes, of course, my dear wife. You have my word. I promise that I won't be making the same mistake,"

Terence pulled her closer again and whispered straight into her ears.

Carla's crying eventually came to a halt. Wiping the tears on the corners of her eyes, she applied the

solution onto his wounds. Rainer then came in and handed over the clean cloth for him to use.

"Do you think it would be safe to stay here?"

Carla nervously asked. In spite of the fact that she actually felt somewhat safe in his arms, she just

couldn't help herself from worrying about his safety. The two of them were lying on the couch and

gazing at the moon.

"We're gonna be safe here. Everything should've gone as we planned it. Marcus should have found my

body by now and couldn't wait to throw a banquet," Terence scoffed. He proceeded to hold held tightly

again and went on to say, "We should be much safer here than anywhere else for now."

"When are we going to get out of here then?" Carla asked. This was such a miserable place that she

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Terence moved a bit closer and gave her forehead a kiss, then he checked the surroundings. "The

helicopter should arrive in about three to four hours to pick us up. That would be the best time to leave

since the guards would already be much too tired from keeping watch the whole night at dawn."

The only thing she could say was, "Hmm," before sitting straight up. Glancing over to Terence, she tried

asking one more time, "Could they possibly have the means to find out that you actually just played

along to their plans and staged your death?"