Chapter 882 The Trip To Lover Island (Part Eight)

Carla was startled and spun around to see who it was. Her racing heart began to slow down when she saw Steven. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Steven, what's wrong?"

Steven looked down at his hand still holding Carla's and finally let go of her. "Are you free tomorrow morning? I'm planning to do a photo shoot here. The island is picturesque and breathtaking. I'm thinking of making it the theme of my next art exhibit."

Carla pursed her lips and thought for a while before replying, "Well, I'm free tomorrow. I'll give you a call, if that's okay."

Although Carla was ready to go along with Steven, she didn't want to agree before talking to Terence about it.

"Umm... Yeah. Okay."

Steven smiled and stepped forward, pressing the button of the elevator. "I'm going down. Do you want to come along?" he asked.

Carla nodded and followed him into the elevator.

"Steven, I'm sorry about Cindy."

Carla had been guilty and wanted to apologize to him. She felt that Steven deserved better. Despite Terence's beliefs and intentions she felt that she had played a big role in it and it was fairly her fault as well.

"Was it Terence's idea? Setting me up with Cindy?"

Steven smiled. He understood what was going on but chose to remain silent about it.

"So, you know then?"

Carla was taken aback. She didn't understand how he was calm and hadn't complained about it when he had known everything all this while.

"I don't care. It doesn't matter." Steven shrugged casually and looked at her with his tranquil eyes. Nothing mattered to him as long as he could spend more time with her.

He didn't have the right to blame others when his feelings were not genuine.

"Oh, you don't have to blame Mr. An for it. He is right. Brian can't be so stubborn anymore. It would be great if we could persuade him to have a new start."

Carla's respect for Steven grew when she heard those words.

She had always regarded him as a naive, innocent man but she was surprised to see another side of him, which was filled with wisdom and empathy.

He was a brilliant man who came across as an innocent, clueless, man-child.

The elevator came to a halt and the door opened.

When Carla was about to get out of the elevator, she saw Terence leaning against the wall, with a hand on his pocket.

Terence narrowed his eyes when he saw Steven standing beside her. He reached out his hand towards Carla and asked, "Carla, it is time to go."

Carla took a step forward, interlinked her hand with Terence's and turned around to smile at Steven. "Steven, we're leaving now. Good night!"

"Okay, good night."

Steven smiled in return and left.

As soon as Steven was out of their sight, Terence tugged

she saw the camera.

Terence smiled, motioning Carla to take the camera. "Take a look and you'll know what's in it."

Carla cast a quizzical glance before taking the camera from him. She scrolled through the photos one after the other, and took a glimpse of his face.

Unfortunately, Terence was wearing sunglasses and Carla couldn't make out his expression.

"Pass the iPad to me,"

Carla instructed her assistant. Once she got the iPad, she transferred the photos to it and with a better view, inspected them one after the other.

"Mr. An has been waking up early every day to take these pictures. He took the shots himself. The view in every corner of the island is incredible,"

The assistant said proudly. Carla was pregnant and it was impossible for her to go hiking up the mountain and admire the beauty of the island from the summit.

Therefore, Terence decided to capture its breathtaking views through photographs, so that Carla would not only get to admire them, but also make use of them for her paintings in the future.

Carla looked at the pictures in awe. The sunrise, the sunset, the rain, every picture seemed perfect.

Carla had taken pictures before and she knew that it would not have been easy for Terence to capture them. Perfect timing, weather and angle played an important role in taking a good picture.

Carla's breath caught in her throat when she saw the last picture.

It was a picture of her staring at the beach with a small smile on her lips. It looked like it was taken just recently.

Happiness and love that were bubbling inside her gushed out like the waves on the beach.

She was moved by Terence's thoughtfulness.

The blazing sun and the surging waves made her happier.

She looked up at the man beside her with eyes gleaming with pure love.