Chapter 471 Carla Is My Sister, Not Yours!

Carla slightly nodded her head. She was so embarrassed that she flushed intensely and looked away.

That thing happened a long time ago, and it never occurred to her that Terence would learn about it one day. Carla gave him an embarrassed grin, not really knowing what to say at that moment.

'Oh god! How could you do this to me!

Are you taking revenge on me? Why do you have to do it right now?' Carla quietly thought to herself. A pang of remorse for what she had done hit her core.

"Carla, there is nothing to worry about. You don't have to feel shy when we talk about those things. You are my wife now, and I believe you. No matter what happened in the past, I will still love you. Nothing is going to change that. What's more, Luis is our friend. You don't have to hide any secrets from him. We should talk this out like adults," Terence calmly said.

He took a deep breath and stared into her eyes, wanting to break the awkward silence between them.

Although he appeared placid, deep down his heart, he knew that he would try everything to avoid crossing paths with Luis.

Being a gentleman, Terence allowed Carla to have a chat with Luis alone for half an hour.

He hoped that they could figure things out after spending some time together.

Inside the room, Carla carefully explained her relationship with Tristan, describing how she had a hard time when she knew about her true identity. Those things were closely related, so she had to tell Luis about it.

After the conversation, an eerie silence fell upon the room. Luis was so shocked that he wasn't able to utter a single word for a while. His eyes were widely opened as he blankly stared at her in disbelief.

After a long talk, Luis left.

When Carla came home, she was hesitant to tell the whole thing to Terence. He deserved to hear an explanation, but she didn't know where to start.

"Carla, it's nothing. You don't have to be conscious about this whole thing. It is all in the past now, and we should move on. I can assure you that I will not let this thing interfere with our relationship. Everything will stay the same. I still love you so much," Terence softly explained while he lovingly stared at Carla.

He saw right through her when he spotted the nervous look on her face. Knowing that she didn't do it on purpose, he tried his best to cheer her up.

Besides, it was all in the past, and there was nothing Terence could do about it. Even though Luis and Carla had a little misunderstanding, it was not that big of a deal. They could talk things out and settle everything.

Knowing that Carla didn't have a romantic relationship with Luis was all that mattered to Terrence.

"Terence..." Carla tenderly called his name.

She walked up to him and threw her arms around him. She was close to tears after hearing what he said.

"Yes," Terence replied, smiling at her lovingly.

"Tell me honestly, Carla. You don't have any feelings to Luis, do you?" He put his arms around her waist as he tenderly looked at her with his starry eyes.

Carla violently shook her head and uttered, "Not a single bit. I thought about him occasionally before you came into my life, but I don't have any feelings for him anymore. Ever since the day I met you, I've loved you with all my heart. The men in my past don't matter anymore. Heck, they don't even cross my mind," she firmly replied with a stern look on her face.

Terence was such a nice and perfect gentleman. He was way more precious than anyone else in Carla's heart. He outshone all the men who had been in her life before, and no one would be able to take his place.

"I'm glad to hear that!" Terence grinned widely, feeling relieved. He hugged her tightly and landed a soft kiss on her forehead.

While they were talking, a lot of noises were heard from outside.

They looked at each other, not knowing what was going on beyond the walls of their room.

Out of curiosity, they walked towards the door, wanting to find out what was happenin

ut it like this. It was the last thing that he had wanted.

Hearing what Terence said, Sean seemed to understand something.

He wiped the tears off his face and pulled away from Carla. His shoulders still uncontrollably shook with sobs. Dragging his numb legs towards his bedroom, he slammed and locked the door behind him. "Sean?

Sean!" Carla shouted as she knocked on the door.

"Carla, leave him alone. He is overwhelmed right now. You should give him time to process these things. Besides, he was meant to learn from it. It is inevitable not to hurt his feelings. Trust me, he will calm down eventually," Terence reassured.

He threw his arms around her and stroked her back tenderly. Carla slightly nodded and hugged him back.

She was left with no choice but to blankly stare at the door. Her eyes were swollen from crying. Sean's strange behavior had made her anxious. Worried for her little brother, she waited by the door until she was too exhausted to stand on her own feet. When Terence noticed that she was dozing off in the doorway, he carried her to the bed and tucked her in.

Carla felt that no one could really understand her feelings.

When Sean was growing up, she was with him most of the time, so she knew him better than anyone else. He had been a well-behaved and understanding little boy ever since. But still, deep down her heart, she knew that Sean was also vulnerable. He was a sensitive child who tended to overthink sometimes. And that was the reason why she was worried about him.

After Carla was woken up by a nightmare, she couldn't fall back to sleep. She tossed and turned all night and kept thinking about Sean.

Terence lay beside her and gently stroked her hair, trying to calm her down. Luckily, she was able to fall asleep by midnight.

When Carla woke up, the sun was already up and streaming through the windows.

She immediately pulled the quilt away and ran towards Sean's bedroom before she could even wear her house shoes.

As she stood by his door, she took a deep breath and rubbed her hands together with embarrassment.

She wondered whether Sean had forgiven her after spending the whole night alone in his bedroom.

Carla wanted to go inside and talk to him. She gathered all her courage to turn the handle, but the door creaked open after she slightly pushed it.

When Carla found that the door wasn't locked, she instantly went inside to check on him. "Sean? Sean? Are you awake? Let me explain it to you. Sean, where are you?

Sean!"

When Carla set foot inside, she found that the bed was unoccupied. She searched through the entire bedroom, but she couldn't find any trace of Sean.