Chapter 800 A Rear End Collision

Carla stared at the man lying on the bed, scrolling through her phone. From the way he glanced up expectantly, it was obvious that he wanted to go with her.

"Terence, don't you trust me?"

She just couldn't understand why he would get so anxious when it came to her meeting Steven.

Besides, Carol would be with her.

"Did I say that? I don't think I did!" Terence frowned, picking up a book from the side table.

"You don't have to," Carla said, pressing her hand on the book he was holding to prevent him from flipping it open.

Terence took one look at the pale hand resting on his book before grinning sheepishly back at her. "It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that I don't trust other men.

Honey, it's hard to trust people in this society. Many are just wolves dressed in sheep's clothing — you just wouldn't know what they're planning. What if something happens to you?"

Terence placed his hand on top of hers.

"Is it really that bad?

Fine, if you want to go with me, just do it. It's no big deal."

Carla was afraid Terence would get even more anxious if she didn't let him tag along.

Besides, it wasn't as if she and Steven were hiding something from him.

Terence played with her long fingers, his grin widening when he heard her words. He leaned in closer to nibble on her skin. "I just find it hard to be celibate all the time."

It was torturous to see her like this and find that he couldn't do anything about it.

"You sounded so confident before, and look at you now,"

Carla snorted as she pinched his big nose deliberately, enjoying the look of frustration that flashed on his face.

Terence rolled his eyes and pulled her closer to him. He pecked her shoulders and turned off the bedside lamp.

'Out of sight, out of mind, ' Terence thought to himself.

Next morning

At a themed restaurant called Lighthouse Restaurant in JA City

As for whether Terence would come or not, Carla didn't know, but she didn't really care as she was already accompanied by Carol.

She saw him leave the house early in the morning, but she had no clue where he went.

When Carla arrived in the powdered blue private room, Steven was already waiting for them.

"You're early,"

Carla noted as she strode into her seat. Carol had already gotten the painting to her before leaving the room as a lookout.

"I have nothing else to do, so I came here."

Steven flashed a bright smile.

Carl

eally have to be like this? It's not as if she went in there alone, and even then, it's not like..."

Before he could finish, he slammed over the rear end of another car which was in front of his, causing Brian to stop. He scrolled down the window and looked out.

He scowled. 'I just started my car and this is what it got me!'

A rear end collision.

As a matter of fact, Brian had just dropped by for work when Terence asked him to go check up on Carla. He wasn't intending to follow Steven around. It was just pure coincidence! A coincidence that landed him into this mess.

Terence couldn't come over to check on Carla himself. He would be spotted too easily, by Steven and by Carla. It would just be an awkward experience for all three of them.

However, he still couldn't stop himself from worrying over Carla so he just had to ask Brian to check up on her.

Who would have known that it would land Brian in a car accident?

"What's wrong with you? You son of a bitch! Is there a red light ahead or an old lady crossing the road?"

Although Brian was the one who hit the car, he was just so furious that he had to get out. Just when he was about to lose his temper, he looked over to find that it wasn't an old man in front of him, but a dog.

A cute little toy poodle dog accidentally crossed the street.

"Sorry, it's all my fault! I will pay for your car repair..."

Brian stopped all of a sudden, and his words were stuck in his throat.

It was Steven in a white casual hat. He held up the toy poodle, that he still didn't know how it had ended up in the road, and smiled apologetically at Brian.