Chapter 626 You Are My Queen

As soon as Rainer and Nathan left, Terence went back to check on Carla right away.

Carla was just about to take her makeup off and had already taken the crown down. However, when she looked at her purse, she realized that she didn't bring any makeup remover with her when she left earlier.

Kaylee's makeup artist already had everything prepared for her. However, Terence appeared all of a sudden and took her away into this house, a place which she had never been to, before. Meaning to say, she wouldn't have anything there to get rid of all that makeup.

"Wait a minute! Don't take it off! I'm still not done looking at it just yet!"

Terence said as he walked over toward Carla. Seeing how good she looked in the mirror, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and said, "Carla, do you have any idea why I don't want you to be Kaylee's model for this shoot?"

Hearing this, Carla simply shook her head without saying anything.

"I don't want anyone else to see how beautiful and amazing you are. I want to keep you and everything else about you all to myself! I want to be the only one to see that side of you!" There was sincerity in Terence's deep-sounding voice. Then, his cold lips gently made its way to the side of her neck.

"Oh, really? So, what? Are you planning to keep me locked inside the house so no one else could see me?"

Carla replied while looking at Terence through the reflection on the mirror. At this moment, she could feel the warmth of Terence's chest leaning against her back, making her heart start to race.

His lips just kept on making its way to her face until it touched her cheek. Then, he let go of her all of a sudden. Reaching for the crown, he grabbed it and put it back on her head. "You should know full well that's not what I meant.

You are my queen. How could I lock you up and take your freedom away? I wouldn't even dare think about it."

To this, Carla turned her head to look at him directly. A smile crept onto her face and she said, "Is that so? Do you still recall how you said the exact same thing the first time we met?"

"Really? That only goes to show that I am your only man. Don't you think?" There was a great big smile embedded onto Terence's face as he looked at the stunning Carla right in front of him. He stretched out his arm and lifted her chin, planting a kiss on her lips.

At first, he simply wanted to give her one kiss. However, one kiss turned to two. Then two became three, and it just kept going.

"Terence..."

Carla moaned as she called out his name.

"Yea...?" Terence simply replied. After that, he lifted her up and carried her toward the dresser. The simple kiss they shared turned into a passionate French kiss.

"Wait. Please be careful. We can't ruin this dress…" Carla stated, well aware of the fact that the dress she was wearing was very expensive.

Be that as it might, as soon as she said those words, Terence started putting more pressure onto his hand. And just like that, the dress had been torn open.

It was ripped so quickly.

Carla was left completely dumbfounded as the dress slid down her shoulder.

Pushing him away, she looked at t

to keep her eyes open. As soon as she climbed into bed, she instantly fell into a deep slumber.

In the middle of the night, Terence suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He was breathing heavily. And when he checked his forehead, there were beads of sweat on the palm of his hand. After seeing the doctor, some of his memories had started returning to him.

To ease the pain, he tried rubbing his forehead. Then, he got out of the covers to pour himself a glass of water. After drinking it, he turned his head around and saw Carla who was still fast asleep.

At that moment, he couldn't help but frown.

For some reason, whenever bits and pieces of his memories came back to him, he just couldn't bear to see her from the bottom of his heart. It might be due to the fact that all of those memories were about her. For that reason, he couldn't stop himself from feeling so frustrated.

It made him wonder just how big of a part of his life Carla really was in in the past seeing as thoughts of her always flooded him even in his dreams.

Terence's mind wandered off into a faraway place. "Hey, you! Is there something wrong? Are you feeling sick?"

Carla worriedly asked while yawning. Lying on the bed, she opened her heavy eyes and looked straight at him.

After coming back, she had gotten a bit used to sleeping in his arms at night. Because of that, she woke up the second he got up.

"I'm okay. You don't have to worry. I think I just need a bit of fresh air."

Still rubbing his forehead, he grabbed a jacket from the rack and walked out of the bedroom.

The way he was acting so strange caught Carla by surprise. It rendered her speechless for a while. Then, she took off the blanket, walked over toward him and asked, "Hey, please tell me what's wrong. Are you feeling under the weather? Do you need to see a doctor?"

she asked, feeling so anxious. Terence seemed perfectly fine earlier. Carla was clueless as to what was happening right then and there.

"Get away from me! Don't touch me!"

Terence yelled, feeling so irritated after Carla's hand came into contact with his arm.