Chapter 379 Carla, I Love You!
Chapter 379 Carla, I Love You!
Carla was pacing to and fro inside her room. She gnawed on her fingernails as she pondered an
excuse to refuse Noah. Then her thoughts were interrupted when she heard footsteps coming from the
door.
She quickly sat back onto the sofa, pretending to watch the TV. She flashed a smile at Noah who had
just come in. "Wow! That was quick. Have you taken a shower yet?"
She actually meant to tell Noah to go back and take another bath, but unfortunately, Noah took her
words the wrong way.
"Ah, my dear Carla, what do you want from me?" Noah walked over to her, giving her a flirtatious smile.
"Well, of course I have taken a shower. But I am a man, so I don't need to spend hours inside the
bathroom for a shower."
Carla was momentarily stunned by his words. She was a bit distracted and she didn't notice that
Noah's hair was still wet.
Suddenly, a light bulb flashed inside her head.
She fluttered her eyelids like a butterfly's wings as she grinned. "Noah, I feel too tired to walk. Could
you carry me over to the bed?"
"Of course, milady, anything for you," Noah obliged immediately. His brown eyes lit up with willingness.
He walked towards Carla, slowly bending over to pick her up, as if she were a princess, and carried her
to the bed.
When they came over to the bed, Carla suddenly nuzzled up against his arm as if it was her pillow. She
noticed that the more active she was, the more passive Noah became when she did all the things he
wanted to do with her.
"Carla?"
Noah was puzzled by how different she was acting today.
"Yes, Noah? What's the matter?" Carla looked up at him with her doll-like eyes.
"Ah... It's nothing," Noah answered simply, disregarding the swirling confusion inside his heart. Then he
wrapped her in a comforting embrace.
"I see. All right then, I'm going to sleep. Good night!" Carla pulled the quilt open with a single hand and
spread it over her. She checked the time on her cellphone and then stashed it away in her bedside
drawer before turning off the lamp.
She adjusted her long, lustrous hair and finally chose a comfortable position to lie down in.
Nothing of what Carla did was out of the ordinary so nothing seemed fishy at the moment.
After struggling to sleep for a few minutes, which strangely felt like hours, Carla opened her drawer and
checked the time on her cellphone again. When she turned around and looked up, she was startled by
Noah, who was staring at her quietly. "Hey, why are you still awake?" she said to him.
"Well, I just can't fall asleep. I feel so happy to have you in my arms," Noah spoke softly.
His answer truly came from his heart. He lay on his side, squeezed her in his arms and gave her a
sweet kiss on her forehead.
"Noah, are you joking? I mean, there are countless women throwing themselves at you all the time.
Besides, considering the number of affairs you've had, you should be used to having different women
in your arms."
It was already quite late in the night but Carla's eyes twinkled like Northern Star.
"Oh, Carla, you're making fun of me again." Noah let out a bitter laugh and sighed, "I won't deny that I
have been with many women. But whenever I hold you, I get this strange feeling of nervousness and it
makes me feel self-conscious."
Noah considered Carla as the punishment God had bestowed upon him. Fortunately, she was the kind
of sweet punishment he was more than willing to invite in.
He never regretted a single moment spent with her.
Noah embraced her gently and kissed her nape softly. "To be honest, I usually tend to hold back my
feelings towards you. But Carla, I want you to know that I do love you.
I really do. I am not using you for my pleasure nor do I have any bad intentions. I really am truly, madly
and deeply in love with you. I just wish to be with you for the rest of my life.
I know it's too much to promise but I will always do my best to keep my word. At first, I approached you
because I wanted to take over the Hua Group but eventually, I came to realize that the one I actually
wanted is you.
If I were to be given a choice, I would give up everything I have right now in a heartbeat just to be able
to grow old with you."
Noah posed with a frown but his words carried great seriousness.
Upon hearing his words, Carla's bright eyes dimmed down a bit as she clenched her palms into a ball.
"Carla, will you give me a chance to love you for the rest of my life?" Noah spoke with a muffled tone
but there was no answer.
When he took a glance at Carla and found out she had fallen asleep, he sighed, chuckling bitterly to
himself and took her in his arms again. He whispered, "I hope I'll be able to hold you like this forever."
Minutes had elapsed.
Noah, who was in good spirits, unsuspectingly fell into deep slumber.
A few moments later, Carla slowly opened her eyes. She was actually pretending to be asleep the
whole time. She looked at Noah's sleeping face and gently pulled his hand away from her waist.
Then she quietly got up and patted her hair down. Earlier, she took some medicinal powder from her
bedside drawer and quietly sprinkled it over her hair. The powder took a while to take effect but
eventually, it served its purpose.
This medicinal powder was actually given to her by Terence, in case she ever needed it on an
emergency situation.
"Noah, I'm really sorry. I hope you can forgive me."
Carla looked at the sleeping man with pitiful eyes.
She didn't want to spend the long night with Noah so she had to rely on this dubious method as her last
resort.
Guilt filled her up but she was left with no other choice. She couldn't return his love because she had
already chosen Terence as her man and she couldn't be intimate with someone she did not love.
She yawned as she got out of bed and set an alarm on her mobile phone, before she went to sleep on
the sofa.
It wasn't until dawn when she finally went back to the bed from the sofa.
When Noah woke up, he smiled with pure satisfaction as Carla's face was the first thing he saw when
he opened his eyes. He was completely oblivious as to what Carla did last night since he was also a bit
tipsy from the wine he had before sleep.
As he gazed at her with affection, he prayed earnestly in his heart so that she would be the last person
he saw before going to sleep every night and the first person he would open his eyes to in the morning.
However, the moment his sight slipped down slowly towards her lower abdomen, his peaceful brown
eyes gradually became gloomy.
"Carla? Are you awake?"
Noah looked up at Carla as she changed her position.
She stretched herself across the bed and gave him a lazy look. Then she chuckled, "Noah, why are
you up so early?"
"Well, I guess it's by force of habit. I always wake up early and go for a run. I'm heading out. You can
sleep a little longer," Noah said, pulling up the quilt to her. Then he finally got out of bed.
"All right! Have fun. I'll sleep for a little longer. Call me when you go to the company later, okay?"
Carla turned to the other side, seemingly to return to her slumber.
"All right," Noah answered, as he stood up and got himself dressed.
The moment Noah stepped out of the room, the smile on his face faded away at a gradual rate before
his face turned gloomy. He had been drowning in guilt since the moment he stepped out of Julie's
house.
In truth, Noah had no reason to doubt that he had slept with Carla on that fateful night at the
underground restaurant.
However, after sleeping with Julie again, Noah felt puzzled as to why it felt like he was making love to
Carla the whole time he was with Julie.
He chided himself, embarrassed by his outrageous notions.
Then suddenly, it all came flooding back to him.
Earlier with Carla in his arms, it seemed as though the feeling was different from what had he felt when
he held her in the underground restaurant that night. Doubts began to overwhelm his thoughts.
Noah had discovered that there was a power failure in the restaurant that night.
Something about the timing seemed very strange to him.
Why did the power failure happen just when they started having sex and then again just before they
finished?
It was safe to say that he didn't see whether the woman he made love to was Carla or somebody else.
If somehow his hunch was correct, then that would mean...
There was only one logical conclusion.
Carla wasn't the one he had made love to that night. Julie must have been the one who took her place.
Therefore, the child Carla was carrying wasn't his! If that were the case, the father of the child she was
carrying would be Terence.
Noah grunted in frustration. He had experienced many things in business for many years. He knew
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More so, if the child wasn't his then he would have to do something quickly because he couldn't allow
that child to be born into the world.
Carla shared a strong bond with Terence. If this child were allowed to be born into the world, it would
be harder to break their relationship.
He scrolled through the contacts in his phone and found Julie's number.
Noah realized that if he wanted to know who the real father of this child was, Julie would surely give
him the honest answer.
The moment Julie answered the call, Noah said, "Hey, it's me. Where are you?"