Chapter 413 I Would Rather Hold It Off

Terence went over to the book shelf where Carla had hidden the letter.

He picked up an English book, flipped the pages over and attempted to find the letter, but his efforts were in vain. He put the book back to the shelf and continued his search in another English book that looked pretty similar.

But he still couldn't locate the letter he was searching for.

He kept on looking in the rest of the books as well. But he couldn't even find a clue as where the letter was.

Terence was totally confused and couldn't figure out why the letter was now gone.

He could remember it clearly. He was sure that Carla had put the letter in one of the English books on this shelf. How could the letter suddenly disappear? The only possibility that he could think of was that Carla herself may have put the letter in a different place.

One thing that Terence didn't know about Carla was that she not only loved to fumble around with things but she also was good at hiding them! Very few people were able to find those that she hid.

He wasn't prepared to give up just yet. He intended to keep looking for the letter until he got a lead.

But he was overwhelmed when he looked up at the tens of thousands of books that were neatly stacked one by one on the huge book shelf that almost took up the entire wall. He turned around and found that Sean was standing obediently behind him. Reading the innocent expectation in his eyes, he slightly shook his head and let out a sigh.

"Well, Sean, you can go back to sleep. I will ask your sister about the letter tomorrow. But don't worry, I'm sure that you will get the letter back!"

Terence said with a smile.

Sean nodded his small head, turned around and walked quietly towards his bedroom.

Terence closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around, shot a quick exhausted glance at the enormous book shelf and walked into the bedroom.

On the king sized bed, his beloved Carla was cuddling the pillow.

He had the intention of asking her about the letter but didn't expect to find her asleep already.

Terence walked up to her and tried to pull the pillow away from her arms.

After he lay on the bed, she immediately snuggled close to him and tightly put her arms around his body.

Terence looked at her with a beaming smile on his face and turned off the lights.

Holding the woman he loved in his arms, he quietly dozed off. The silence, the darkness and the love between them rendered him a peaceful sleep.

The next morning, as the bright golden rays of the sun began filling their bedroom, Carla woke up in a refreshed mode after a good night's sleep. She checked the time and realized that she had woken up a little earlier than usual.

It was only six o'clock in the morning.

Sh

arla, I think I'm going to die."

Many tense moments passed before she could hear Violet's faint voice coming from the other end of the line.

Carla's face darkened abruptly. She sprang up and sat bolt upright from the sofa. "What's wrong? Why are you saying things like that? It doesn't sound like you. What happened?" she asked anxiously.

Violet couldn't contain her feelings anymore and began sobbing uncontrollably. "Carla, are you free today? Can you please come over and visit me? I badly need your support and guidance. I've missed you so much..." she murmured, as her words trailed.

"Yes. I'm coming to your place right now!"

After Carla hung up the phone, she hurriedly went upstairs and changed her clothes.

"Where you are going?"

Terence asked as he grabbed Carla's hands who was about to rush out.

"I'm going to Violet's home to check on her. She sounded quite anxious and worried over the phone," Carla replied as her heart thumped rapidly. When she was about to walk out of the door, Terence stopped her in her tracks and said, "Wait a second. Let Rainer drive you there. It's better that way." Terence was afraid that it might turn out to be too dangerous for her to drive the car as she was extremely worried for Violet. So he forbade her from driving and gave Rainer a call.

After Terence finished the call, he hesitated in an awkward manner. He had something in mind and wanted to reveal it to her, but he simply couldn't muster enough courage to do it. He inhaled deeply and said, "Carla, I have some news for you.

William will be getting married next week. His fiancée hails from a rich and powerful family. They have known each other since childhood."

This news hit Carla like a storm. Carla stood as still as a rock and stared blankly into space. She had nothing to say to break the hostile silence.