She instantly understood what she meant and hastily exclaimed, "There's someone coming in, so I have to hang up now."
"Alright, I guess I'll just see you tomorrow then."
After hanging up on him, Carla realized that Helen had already swung the door to her office open and walked in. She felt a sense of relief after finding out that it was just her subordinate, who came in to deliver some documents to her.
Later in the afternoon, it was time to get off work.
Carla returned to her villa located in the suburb in the south.
These past few days, Noah had a handful of banquets to attend. So, by the time he got back home, Carla would already be fast asleep. For that reason, they weren't able to have much time to talk to each other. Carla felt so relieved that she wouldn't have to talk to Noah.
Given that she wouldn't have to face Noah at home, she was able to feel more at ease not having to worry about anyone.
It was a rather peaceful night for Carla.
It was still a bit early at around nine o'clock in the evening, but she had already taken a shower and changed into a comfortable pair of pajamas.
Leisurely lounging on the sofa, she could finally take some time to relax after a long day at work.
She had in front of her a bunch of sweet and sour oranges which she ate while tuning into the soap opera running on the television. It had an interesting plot and it was rather moving, so she got captivated by it.
As she was so absorbed in the show's storyline, she heard someone knocking at her door. Thinking that it might just be either Nola or Vicky, she blurted out without even bothering to check, "Please come in. The door isn't locked."
The door promptly swung open.
As it turned out, it was actually Noah who was at the door. He saw that Carla was lying on the sofa when he walked in, totally engrossed in watching a TV drama. With a smile on his face, he moved closer toward the back of the sofa and wrapped his arms around her before whispering in a gentle voice, "What are you watching there, Callie?"
Upon recognizing the familiar voice, Carla was caught completely off-guard that she began to cough violently. It was such a dreadful look she had, showing extreme anxiety. Be that as it may, after a while, she regained her composure and managed to put on a smile on her face to hide how nervous she was and told him, "I'm watching a soap opera. Why did you get here so early, Noah?"
"Well, recently, whenever I'd come back home, you'd already be in deep slumber, so I felt so bad that I haven't been able to spend time with you. And as you can see, today, I made sure to take care of everything so I can come home earlier just to see you." As he explained it to Carla, he walked over toward the sofa and took a seat right beside her, stretching out his arm and resting his hand over her shoulder.
For the past couple of days, he had himself preoccupied with the merger and could only afford to have lunch and dinner with her. Meaning to say, she simply spent her time mostly staying at home by herself. At the thought of that, he felt somewhat guilty.
"You don't need to worry about that. I know how busy you've been with all the things that have to be taken care of in the company." Carla's lips were shivering as she told him that. Every single time Noah would so much as graze her skin, she would become frigid, not knowing what she should do.
Giving her an affectionate look, Noah kept thinking how thoughtful his fiancee was. His brown eyes were glistening brightly and yet there was a helpless smile on his face when he told her, "You know what, Callie? Today, when I was having a meal with some of my friends, all of their wives called to check up on them and find out whom they were with. When I saw that, I couldn't help myself from feeling a bit envious of them.
Even though they kept complaining about how much of a bother it was, I was kind of hoping that you'd do that to me as well and check what I was doing at that time. I'm a bit jealous of how their wives seemed to care so much about them,"
Noah remarked as his hand instinctively made its way into Carla's belly. Heaving a heavy sigh, he added, "But I already know that you won't ever call me like that or ask me what time I'll be coming home."
Carla felt a bit sick to her stomach after hearing such intimate words, so she retorted to cut him off, "It's already getting late and you have to get ready for bed, Noah."
"It's just nine o'clock. I think it's still quite early." Glancing at the clock, he wrapped his arms around her even tighter and told her, "Carla, just let me stay here for the night, alright?"
Silence filled the air in the room after Noah suggested that.
Carla's body became even stiffer than it was moments ago.
"No need to worry. I won't do anything to you. In any case, you're expecting now. How could I even do anything to hurt you?" Noticing from the look on her face how anxious she was, he whispered in her ear in a low but still gentle voice, "What's bothering you, Carla? Sometimes I still have doubts whether it was really you that night or not. Because if it was, then why is it that you're still on edge whenever you're around me?"
He pondered deep inside his heart, 'If we really made love to each other that night, something should've changed already, and our relationship should have improved and become much more intimate.
But why can't I see any sort of change in her at all? Not even just a little.'
Love is the Sunshine "I think you're overthinking things, Noah. I've gotten used to sleeping alone, so I'm just afraid that I won't be able to fall asleep having someone sleeping right next to me." Biting on her lower lip, she stretched out her arm and held him by his waist. Trying to look as calm as possible, she gazed up on him and faked a smile before saying, "On top of that, when I'm sleeping soundly, I tend to sprawl all over the bed. So, I just don't want you to experience being kicked out of bed by me."
She was left with no choice but to come up with some sort of excuse to say no to Noah, knowing that there was a baby inside her.
If they were to have a squabble right now, it would end up being bad for both her and the baby.
"You don't have to worry about that. Now, I've gotten even more curious after hearing you say that. I've already seen you sleeping once before when you were in the hospital. But back then, one of your legs was hung high up. Having said that, I really haven't seen you while you're sleeping yet."
Noah stared at her so endearingly. All of a sudden, he leaned closer to place a kiss on her forehead and resolutely stated, "Alright. We have a deal now. You wait right here me. I'm heading back to my room so I could wash up. I'll be right back to spend some time with you."
Carla didn't bother humoring him with a response, so he immediately got up and got ready to leave the moment he was done talking.
As she watched him walk toward his room to take a shower, Carla's face turned into a frown, having a hard time wrapping her head around the fact that he was going to spend the night with her.
When he was finally out of sight, she heaved a lengthy sigh and lost interest in watching the TV drama. Springing up from the sofa, she paced around the room feeling so apprehensive.
With her heart about to burst in any second, she was now panicking deep inside and thinking, 'What the heck am I supposed to do in this situation?
What should I do? Why did he suddenly get the urge to sleep with me? Oh, my God!'
She had experienced being with Terence before, so she was well aware that men's words could never be accepted and trusted at face value. Once they got onto the bed, the thing that would be running through their little minds would never be about sleeping and instead, their hands would begin creeping all over the women's body.
She may have already been pregnant at the moment, but she could never be too sure that Noah wouldn't do anything to her. And most of all, she couldn't risk moving around too much to try and stop him due to the fear of getting the child in her belly hurt.
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