Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 76

Carla turned around and almost jumped out of her skin at the sight of the man with strawberry blonde hair. Something suddenly caught her eyes as she glanced down to find that he was holding a dagger in his hand. 'I suppose it is better to get mugged and lose everything you have, rather than losing your life, ' she thought.

Carla looked at him and asked herself, 'Why am I still standing here?' She immediately turned around and started to run as fast as she could.

He saw Carla running and became furious. He wasn't going to let her go that easily. The man tried to run after her but he knew she was too far ahead to catch. He threw the dagger straight for her back.

A young woman walked past and saw the man throw a dagger at Carla. The passerby wanted to help her but knew he would go for her as well. Doing the best she could to help, she called the police.

Carla jumped to the side and successfully dodged the dagger the man threw at her.

He realized he missed. Then the man reached for another dagger and threw it at her, this time injuring Carla.

She saw the dagger coming towards her face at a rapid pace. Carla's instincts kicked in and she lifted her hand to guard herself. Feeling an instant pain, she glanced down to find the dagger had sliced through her hand.

Carla screamed out in pain, "Ouch!"

In pain and exhausted from running, she had no more energy to dodge the daggers. Carla was beginning to give up hope and give in.

The man saw she was exhausted and knew that the advantage was on his side. He lifted another dagger into the air and was about the throw it one last time.

Before the man could throw the dagger into the air, he felt a powerful kick to the back from a man behind him and fell to the floor. The passersby that were watching this whole scene unravel immediately came to restrain the man.

The man that saved Carla's life ran to her aid.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Carla froze for a second when she saw him. He seemed to look familiar.

He was looking at her with gentle eyes that showed concern. This man had a muscular body and broad shoulders. His bright eyes and distinctive jawline made him so handsome. Looking at him was like seeing the sun start to shine on a cold day.

Carla looked down at her open wound on her hand.

"I'm fine. The cut is not that deep," she responded.

It finally occurred to her that he was the man she met at the hotel that day. As he came closer, her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest.

In fact, any girl would feel this way if a man of his structure would even look their way.

The man moved closer and said, "Let me see." He gently lifted her hand to see how badly injured it was.

The man looked at her wound and frowned, "This cut is quite deep. How about I drive you to the hospital to get it checked and cleaned up? My car is nearby."

He bent down and picked up a box of gastric medicine. He must have dropped it when he was saving Carla.

The man just went to the pharmacy to buy medicine. On his way back he happened to see Carla was in need of his help.

Carla covered her wound with her other hand. "No, thank you. I will take a taxi to the hospital. I don't want to inconvenience you too much. You have helped me so much already."

If it wasn't for this man, she would have been dead. Carla didn't want to put him through any more trouble.

He looked at Carla, "It isn't the time to be a hero. You will lose too much blood if you wait any longer. I have no problem at all driving you there." He didn't give Carla a chance to refuse him again. Before she knew it, he already put her arm around his shoulder and was helping her walk to the car.

When they reached the car, he gently took her arm off his shoulder and helped her climb in. He was going to go to the gym later on that day, so he had a clean towel in his car for afterward. He put the towel on her hand and said, "Hold this here. Make sure you press it on the wound until we get to the hospital."

Carla was in a lot of pain and the wound was bleeding profusely. So she accepted the man's help without saying anything else.

After they arrived at the hospital, the doctor attended her wound. Fortunately, the wound wasn't as extensive as they thought. It was only the bleeding that made it look severe. There was no need to stitch it.

Walking out of the hospital, Carla thanked the man. "Thank you for saving my life. If it weren't for you, I would have died."

The man replied with a smile, "It's a pleasure. It doesn't matter where you are in the world. There will always be someone that will do a brave deed. If it wasn't me, there would have been someone else to save you. It just happened to be me. So, don't worry about it."

His forthright made people feel at ease when they spoke to him.

"How rude of me! I haven't introduced myself. My name is Carla Ji. You at least deserve to know who you saved," Carla joked and reached out to shake his hand. This man was really special and unforgettable. He was bold, righteous and had something amazing about him that Carla couldn't quite figure out.

The man shook Carla's hand and smiled, "Noah. Nice to meet you."

Noah didn't tell her his surname but Carla didn't think anything of it.

When Noah shook her hand, he didn't let go. He held it gently and said, "Miss Ji, it is getting late now. You should go home and get some rest."

It had been a long agonizing day for Carla and the sun started to fade behind the mountains.

"Yes, indeed. Thank you, once again for everything." Carla thanked him with a great amount of appreciation in her voice.

Noah smiled, "It is no problem at all. I would do it again in a heartbeat, just to save you again." Noah looked at his watch, "Would you be able to get home by yourself? I won't be able to drive you home, since I still have some work to do before I go."

Carla nodded her head and responded, "Yes of course. You must have a lovely evening further."

She walked to the road, called a taxi and left.

Noah waved at her goodbye as she left and then got into his black Land Rover.

He glanced at the towel full of blood in the transparent plastic bag. Noah took out his phone and made a call.

"I have what we need. Drive to the RM Hospital and I will meet you by the gate. Take the towel with blood on it to get tested."

Noah never killed innocent people though. Before he would do anything to Carla, he had to make sure that she was the right person he was looking for. He took a piece of blueberry gum and put it in his mouth and smiled.

Noah didn't tell Carla his surname as she would know exactly what was going on here. His surname was Hua. His brothers seemed to believe that Carla's little brother, Sean was about to inherit the Hua's family property.

Noah and his brothers were adopted at a young age. How could the man that they called 'dad' all these years have another son right under their noses, without them even knowing? It could only have been that he had the child before they were adopted. In that case, it clearly couldn't be Sean, a ten-year-old child. That left Carla the only answer to their question.

As for the reason why Carla was in BH City, Noah hadn't figured out yet.

At the moment, that was not what he cared about either.

Carla arrived home, tipped the taxi driver and went upstairs to her apartment.

Sean greeted Carla at the door and glanced down to find that she was injured.

He started to panic and almost cried, "Carla, what happened? Why are you hurt? What is wrong with your hand? Why is it wrapped in a bandage?"

Sean was very worried about his sister.

Carla looked at him with a smile and poked his forehead with the hand that wasn't injured, "Nothing Sean. I fell and scrapped it on the cement. Don't worry about it. It will heal fast." Sean sighed in relief. He was glad that nothing serious happened to his sister.

"Isn't it weird that it was first me and now it's you that got hurt? What is happening to us, Carla? I got spotted by traffickers when I went to school and you got hurt when you went to work!"

Sean's eyes widened and he continued, "It must be a sign! Carla, how about we go to JA City and stay with Terence? He has a numerous amount of bodyguards to protect us. We will be safe there."

Carla was sitting on the couch and drinking water. Her face turned pale and she almost spat the water out of her mouth when she heard Sean mention Terence.

Carla looked at him and sighed, "Sean, people have their own lives. Bodyguards can't always protect you. When a crucial moment comes our way, we still have to rely on ourselves."

The president of the country could also be attacked, not to mention, even an ordinary person like herself. There was danger everywhere and there were many ways for criminals to outsmart a bodyguard.

But fortunately, for her, it was only a minor wound.

Carla went to the room for a little while to get some rest. She forgot her glass of water in the living room and went back to fetch it. When she went into the room, she saw Sean quietly talking to someone on the phone.

Assuming that it was Terence he was talking to, Carla grabbed the phone out of his hand.

She was furious and yelled, "Sean, I told you before! Don't call Terence all the time. He is a busy man. He will come and see you when he is free. Stop hassling him."

Sean saw how angry Carla was. "No, I didn't call Terence, Carla.

It's Rainer," he said with an aggrieved look on his face.

Hearing it was Rainer, Carla took a glance at the phone on the table and questioned Sean, "Yeah? Do you know that Rainer is Terence's assistant? You call Rainer, and he will tell Terence."

Sean looked up at her with tears in his eyes and said, "But Carla, Rainer just told me something. I'm not sure if I should tell you."