Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 212

As soon as they returned from their beach trip, Terence grabbed breakfast together with Carla and then he headed back to the company immediately.

That was on a Sunday. So, Carla just decided to stay at home and hang out with Sean. And even though she wasn't any good at playing basketball, she still wanted to play with him anyway.

Basketball was the only pastime Sean was truly interested in. With Carla being his sister, she thought that she should at least give his favorite sport a chance, otherwise, they could end up having nothing to talk about in the future.

Initially, she could barely even hold the basketball well, causing her to be laughed at by Sean.

Sean used to look up to her, but now that Terence was around, it seemed as though he had taken her place in Sean's life.

"Hello? Noah..."

Her mobile phone suddenly rang, so Carla flung the basketball toward the court and picked up the phone, a little bit out of breath.

Noticing that she was panting, Noah's eyebrows furrowed in an instant. "Carla, is now... a good time for you to be taking a call? Because if not, I can just call you later. That's totally fine."

It looked as though Noah got the wrong idea about what she was doing. He actually thought she was in the middle of having...

Realizing that, Carla was cracking up so much, and she said, "Noah, what was it that you thought I was doing? I was out on the court playing some basketball with my brother!"

"Oh, so that's what was happening." A grin crept up on Noah's face, feeling quite embarrassed as he had utterly misread the situation and took her gasping for air as being due to something else. "Carla, are you busy right now? Would you be able to come and see me? I'm actually in JA City at this moment."

Carla looked at the watch and checked what time it was. It was barely just ten in the morning.

"Okay, sure. Where would you like to meet?" Right after deciding on the time and the place, she headed straight toward the villa to get dressed and get ready.

Upon her arrival at their designated meeting place, she saw that Noah was already waiting for her and had already taken a seat at one of the tables.

"Sorry for being late. Did you wait too long?" Carla glanced at her watch. Due to the fact that she had been sweating all morning after playing basketball with Sean, she needed to take a shower and put on a fresh change of clothes. To add to that, she also got caught in traffic.

"It's totally fine. No need to worry about it," Noah reassured her, letting out a gentle smile as he watched her looking a bit uneasy.

Carla could tell he was just being nice. Taking a seat across him, she took a sip of the water and asked, seeming to be so worried, "How are you? How are things going? Are you already feeling any better?"

"Certainly. I've been doing fine. I've already gotten discharged from the hospital, haven't I?" Noah replied, with a smile still glued to his face. But she noticed in an instant there was a shadow underneath his dark eyes. Wasting no time at all, his tone abruptly turned serious and he asked, "Carla, There's actually something that I've been meaning to ask you. Forgive me, but I'm gonna have to cut to the chase. To tell you the truth, I've been implored to ask about it."

Seeing him suddenly getting serious, Carla gathered herself together.

"What's the matter? Why did you get serious all of a sudden? If there's something you wanna know, you can go ahead and ask," Carla responded.

Noah lowered his gaze a little, but her response caused him to smile even if just a little.

"Carla, have you ever wondered where you came from?"

The second she heard his question, Carla had gotten caught so off guard that she instantly stopped in her tracks as she held a white cup of coffee. When she finally came to her senses, shaking her head, she answered, "No, I haven't really thought of that. Why are you asking about it?"

Noah had always been so kind and sweet, much like a warm gentle breeze. Upon hearing her answer, he shook his head ever so slightly and took a quick sip of his coffee.

"Oh, I was just wondering. There's this friend of mine who happened to see you one time. She mentioned how you were the spitting image of her daughter, someone who had been missing for many years now. For that reason, she asked me to look into it."

Everything happened so fast. Noah's questions were surprising, but he brought up the topic into the conversation as swiftly and reasonably as he could, making it somewhat easier to understand.

Carla bobbed her head and remarked, "Then your friend would most probably be disappointed. Despite the fact that there's a significant age gap between Sean and myself, I can say for certain that I wasn't adopted. Without a shadow of a doubt!"

Else, how could anyone have kept this secret going on for so long? If she were really an adopted daughter, she surely would've heard something about it by now.

"Moreover, given that the friend you mentioned had lost her daughter so many years ago, how could she even know what she would look like at this point? Just where did she get the idea that I looked just like her long lost daughter? That makes zero sense to me."

Noah simply smiled at her reaction and nodded. "You have a point. However, blood ties couldn't ever be severed. There would be cases where even though you hadn't met yet, you would still be able to somehow feel it."

"Is that so? Then where's this friend you've been talking about? If she truly thinks that I look an awful lot like her daughter, I wouldn't mind hanging out with her every now and then. After all, I could understand just how much a mother could miss her lost child," retorted Carla, being so deep in thought about it.

Since it was one of Noah's trusted friends, she was probably a nice and trustworthy woman. At least that was what Carla was thinking.

It was not like Noah really agreed to it or anything, but he simply said, "Okay, I'll make sure to tell her you said that. If she says yes and she's interested, then I'll let you know right away."

Carla didn't say a word and simply nodded along. Despite the fact that she wasn't really taking his words seriously, in a way, it was able to plant a seed well beneath her heart.

There were times when things wouldn't go the way you'd expect them to, but if you gave it some time, the influence it had on you could get stronger and stronger.

When they were done having lunch, Carla was planning to head back to the villa right away, but Noah unexpectedly proposed that they go play a round of golf.

She said yes to his invitation since she had nothing else better to do in the afternoon anyway.

Even if she wasn't really fond of the sport, she could just go for a walk around the course.

Never in her life had Carla ever had any experience playing golf.

So, upon their arrival at the golf course, all she did was watch as Noah played.

It was breezy and the sky was a bit cloudy, making the sunlight look a little bit faint.

Leisurely lounging on the chair, Carla had been enjoying a cold glass of lemon iced tea, as she watched Noah put his fancy golf skills on display.

It seemed apparent that an elegant man such as Noah would be a natural golf player. Rich and handsome, and he was even talented as well. The world could be so unfair sometimes.

All of a sudden, someone appeared on the course to play, riding a golf cart.

Johnny got out of the cart and checked the surroundings with dull glances. Grabbing the club from his caddie, he casually headed into the court holding his head up high.

Kelvin, who was also there along with him, immediately waved at Carla upon noticing her from a distance.

She was quite a capable equestrienne, and top it all off, she had actually defeated Johnny when they went horseback riding. So, for that very reason, Kelvin had become wary of Carla ever since, knowing full well that she shouldn't be underestimated in any way.

In any case, Carla just politely smiled back at him and simply carried on sipping on her lemon iced tea.

In all honesty, she really couldn't care less about Johnny's cold glances at all.

"Carla, would you like to have a go at it?"

Noah inquired, noticing how laid-back she seemed, having quite a good time leisurely sitting there.

Putting down the glass she had been holding on the table next to her, Carla sprung up from her seat upon his encouragement. 'They're just hitting the ball with a club. How hard can it be?' Carla seriously thought.

So, with that in mind, she approached Noah, grabbing the club from his hand, and began to swing it.

On her very first attempt at swinging the club to hit the ball, she couldn't even graze it.

"Don't give up yet. It's just your first time doing this. Focus your attention on the ball, and give it another try," Noah patiently instructed her.

Carla forced out a cough to clear her throat and adjusted her form, bearing Noah's instructions. Then, making sure her eyes were fixated on the ball, she took a deep breath and swung on it again.

On her second attempt, she was able to hit it right away. The moment the club came into contact with the ball, it produced an audible loud sound. Carla screamed out feeling so exhilarated.

Barely a few seconds later, they heard a howling sound coming from the direction where the ball just flew.

"Shit! Who did that?!"

Johnny yelled as he rubbed the part of his head where he got hit by the ball. Looking into the direction where the ball came from, he saw Carla standing there, who was now holding a golf club.

Carla couldn't hold back her laughter, but she immediately walked over to where he was. It looked like she was somewhat getting the hang of it already. Just on her second attempt, she had already hit something.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Johnny. I had no idea it would hit you. It wasn't on purpose. I guess that maybe the ball got a little bit jealous of your handsome figure,"

Carla apologized, albeit playfully, as she was walking closer to him. The caddie was already holding in his hand the ball that hit Johnny.

Johnny had his eyebrows deeply knit as he glared at her. His handsome face would be tense and serious all the time by default. "I have no time to argue with a woman. You can leave as soon as you retrieve your ball."

"Huh?!" Carla snickered. That was so typical of Johnny.

"So, Mr. Johnny would never argue with women no matter what, wouldn't he?"

teased Carla, playing with the ball, tossing it upwards and catching it. "If my ball accidentally hits you one more time, I truly hope you can forgive me as always."

Giving her a cold stare, Johnny didn't bother humoring her with a response, thinking it wouldn't be worth it. Besides, he knew full well that she wouldn't be able to hit him a second time. After all, her first time was nothing but a fluke.

Of course, she was just bluffing. There was no way she could pull that off again.