Love is the Sunshine novel Chapter 202

Without any hesitation, Bonnie pushed Carla fiercely.

"Carla Ji, don't you have any shame? How can you still come here?!" Bonnie yelled at her.

Since Carla was unprepared, she was pushed a few steps back. She staggered for a while until she stabilized her feet to avoid knocking on the table.

She was still shocked by the fact that Noah said he liked her. So she wasn't able to dodge Bonnie's sudden attack.

"Are you crazy, Bonnie? Haven't you done enough?" Carla glared at Bonnie when she finally composed herself.

In a span of a week, Bonnie had gangsters kidnap her and humiliate her. And on top of that, she even found a way to mess up her work. It seemed like she wasn't going to stop her nonsense. Was she insane?

Carla couldn't stand her anymore.

Truth be told, Carla felt pity for her in the beginning because of Terence's cruel demeanor towards her. Later on, she started to realize that a woman like Bonnie didn't deserve her sympathy! She deserved Terence's cold shoulder!

"Am I crazy? Yes, I am. You drive me crazy, bitch! First, you took away my fiance, and now you're going to take my brother as well, when he's the only one who cares about me!"

Bonnie was filled with rage by then. Cursing Carla was not enough for her to release her hatred. She even wanted to...

All of a sudden, Bonnie saw a fruit knife on the table. Since the group of people that she sent all failed to hurt Carla, she had to do it by herself now!

Once Carla saw what Bonnie was looking at, she rushed towards the table, trying to take the knife before her.

Carla was certain that Bonnie was emotional and crazy enough to do anything so she hurried to prevent her from doing anything that she might regret later on.

"Aha! Come here! Take it from me!" Bonnie sneered as she waved the knife in front of her face. But Bonnie was closer to the table than Carla. She had already taken the knife before Carla could even come close to the table. She approached Carla slowly and threatened, "Bitch, tell me. If I cut your face, will Terence still love you? Will my brother still love you?"

Carla looked at the knife and retreated back. She raised her voice a little. "Bonnie, you're really driving yourself to the last ditch! Compared to the majority of people, you're very fortunate. You have a lot of things that people could only dream of. You always take your good fortune for granted. Why do you have to stoop this low?"

Given her family background and talents, Bonnie could live in happiness for her whole life even without Terence. But she never knew how to treasure life and love herself so she placed herself into a despised position.

"What did you just say? Why do I have to stoop this low? How ridiculous!" Bonnie snorted. "You can easily say that because you're not in my place! YOU ARE NOT ME! How can you understand my feelings?!"

As she yelled at Carla, Bonnie slowly took a few steps towards her, still holding the knife in her hand. She felt sick looking at her face. She would never let her leave HA City like that. It would be too good for her!

At that moment, Noah staggered out of his room and pressed on his chest in pain. He looked at Bonnie in shock. "What are you doing, Bonnie? Put down the knife right now!" he shouted at his sister.

His voice highlighted how weak and pale he had been. Bonnie looked at him and hesitated. She respected her brother a lot and yes, maybe feared him a little.

But on second thought, since Noah was so weak, he couldn't stop her even if he wanted to. Bonnie made up her mind and looked at Carla. "Sorry, Noah. I won't let go of her this time!"

Then, Bonnie raised the knife. She was about to take the last few steps in order to stab the knife in Carla's face!

All of a sudden, Noah kicked the knife and it flew in midair.

Noah pressed his chest harder with one hand as he pulled Carla aside with the other hand to dodge the falling knife. It fell to the floor not far away from them. Noah shouted towards the other door, "Come here! Take Bonnie home!"

As soon as he commanded, two guards came in. Each one took one of Bonnie's arms and forced her out.

Once they left, Noah couldn't hold it anymore and he fell down on the floor. He pressed on his chest as cold sweat started to cover his forehead. His wound might open again because of what he just did.

"Noah! Noah! What happened!" Carla screamed as soon as she saw him falling down on the floor. Carla helped him up and took him to bed. She then asked the doctor to check on him.

The doctor checked the wound and advised him to take a long rest and stay on the bed to avoid his wound from being bothered again. Then, he put medicine on it before he left.

Carla looked at Noah's distorted face, feeling guilty for his suffering. She tightly wrapped her hands on his.

"I'm fine. It's much better now," Noah, sensing her concern, comforted her. Trying not to make her feel guilty, a warm smile tried to emerge on his pale face as he looked at her worried expression.

Carla lowered her head and chewed her lips. Then she apologetically said, "I'm really sorry Noah. You always end up being injured because of me."

"Little fool! Don't say that again. It's not your fault that my sister has some crazy tendencies. She almost got you hurt right in front of me! As her brother, how can I let her make those mistakes?" Noah continued to console her. He then pulled out his hand and patted Carla's. "One more thing, don't take it seriously," Noah stated, changing the topic. Carla looked at him in confusion so he continued, "What I just said earlier.

It's that...I was tired of Bonnie's endless questions, so...I I said that I like you."

Noah let go of her hands and slowly added, "Julie and I broke up not because of you. Not every relationship is bound to have a happy ending. Sometimes we just need to let it go and move on. You have nothing to do with it."

Carla looked up at Noah slowly and asked, "You're telling me the truth, right? You're not lying to me?"

"Which one do you mean?" Noah teased. Carla was too distracted that she didn't notice there was something hidden in his brown eyes.

Carla blinked her eyes and replied honestly, "Well, I know it's impossible that you would ever love me. What I'm really asking is that you broke up with Julie, not because of the meal we had together, right?"

A hint of disappointment flashed across Noah's eyes. But he replied warmly, "Of course not. True love won't just break because of a small misunderstanding."

Carla nodded. If that was the truth, she could finally calm down and stop blaming herself.

"By the way, Noah, I'm going to return to BH City tomorrow," Carla said as she gave him a small smile.

Noah seemed confused for a moment. Then he asked, "So soon?"

"Yes, how the time flies, right? It's been a week from my first day! My manager called me and asked me to go back soon, since my work here is finished," Carla sighed. Although she was happy to return to BH City, Carla couldn't help but feel sad to leave because, in all honesty, she had been having a really great time.

Noah nodded slightly. "All right. Have a safe journey tomorrow," he smiled back at her.

It was Carla's turn to nod. Suddenly, she remembered something. Without saying a word, she went out of the room and returned with a bag in her hand.

"Noah, I saw something several days ago when I went shopping. I thought it might be suitable for you, so I bought it," she stated with a hint of hesitation. She took out a box from the bag and opened it. A brand new watch was inside of it. Carla took it out and put it on his wrist herself.

"But it's not that expensive. So, it may not be on par with your social status. You don't have to wear it very often if you don't like it!" Carla hurriedly explained.

The design was simple and elegant, and the texture was also in fine quality. The watch's face was silver while the hands were black and white which matched his style very well.

Noah looked at the watch, which Carla had just put on and he couldn't help but grin. "I really like it! You have really good taste, Carla!"

Even though she said that it was not expensive, he could tell that it must have cost her a few grand.

"I'm glad that you like it!" Carla also smiled.

It was great that he liked it. The watch was nothing compared to everything that he had done for her.

"All right. Noah, I have to go now. I need to pack my stuff tonight and catch an early flight tomorrow," Carla started to bid goodbye as she stood up from the chair.

Noah turned his attention from the watch to Carla. "Okay, have a nice trip. Give me a call when you reached home," Noah told her.

Carla smiled at him. Suddenly, she came closer towards him and did something unexpected.

She hugged Noah, and he froze in her arms. His hands reached out to hug her back instinctively. However, when he was about to touch her, he controlled himself. Then, he heard her say, "Noah, thanks for everything! In my heart, you're almost like my own brother. You saved my life, but I can't visit you so often. Don't blame me for that!"

Carla joked and patted his shoulder which was uninjured. She then sighed and told him, "Get well soon. Don't get injured again. I won't be here so that would be likely."

After she was finished, she let go of him.

"I know. Carla, don't blame yourself for this. I'm glad that I could save you," Noah comforted her one last time as he looked at her face full of self-blame.

Carla didn't say anything, but turned around and took her leave.

After she left, Noah grinned mysteriously. He took a look at the watch and sighed, 'How can she be so dense?'

The incident happened unexpectedly and he saved Carla just in time. That part of the story was true. But there was one thing that he lied about. He was actually not that injured.

In fact, the surgery was finished in a short time. But he asked the doctor to hold him at the operating room for as long as possible so that it looked like he was severely injured.

Since God had arranged a heroic drama, he thought that he would definitely make good use of it. After all, he wasn't doing anything to hurt anyone. He just wanted to impress her.

Now, it seemed like things were going well enough.

He had both patience and wisdom. He firmly believed in the saying 'Haste makes waste'. He would take his time until he got what he wanted.