Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 69 When Your Girl Was Moving, Brighten Up Her Day! (Part One)

For the past few days, Carla had a lot on her plate. She went to work from Monday to Friday as usual.

And back at home, she spent every minute she could spare on tutoring Sean. But she was actively

engaged in what she was doing, so instead of exhausting herself, Carla felt like she was living a very

fulfilling life.

Now that their new home had been ready, Carla decided to move into the new place this Saturday.

Carla didn't have a big family. So for her house-warming party, she just invited some lovely neighbors

from her old neighborhood, the ones whom she talked to a lot like Karen and the others.

"Carla, my sweetheart! Darling, sorry for not coming to your party. I should've been there and helped

you move! Our new boss just didn't approve my asking for leave. He kept on giving more work for

everyone and he even demanded that we work overtime!"

According to Violet, this so-called "new boss" was tough and hard to please, yet Violet had no intention

of impressing him at all.

"Vi, maybe he's not that bad. Maybe he's just... Is he a workaholic himself? And, uh, how do I put this,

maybe he thinks highly of you. You really need to look on the bright side. Maybe all of these

responsibilities that he's giving you means that you'll get a promotion soon!" Carla said in a reassuring

voice while sinking into the comfortable couch on their large balcony. It felt so good she could just sleep

in there instantly.

"Oh, Carla! You're too kind. You always look at the bright side of life! But actually, I highly doubt that I'll

ever get a promotion. I'm gonna tell you a secret. It's so embarrassing! Please don't laugh! Right before

that man became my new boss, I was at a party with a friend and that man was at that party, too. So

what happened was, I walked into him kissing a girl against her will!" Violet narrated. "No way!" Carla

gasped. "Yes! That's what I'm talking about! You know me. I can't just stand there when a man is

assaulting a woman! So I grabbed my 4-inched heel, went up there and smashed it on his head!" Violet

continued her story.

'Ouch!' Carla thought as she touched the back of her head. She was surprised that the man could have

survived that. Violet could become really reckless and act rashly every now and then. Sometimes,

Violet didn't even know what she was doing until she has calmed herself.

"Thank God he didn't call the police and had you arrested! What happened next? Was he holding a

grudge against you because you stood up for that poor girl?" Carla exclaimed, genuinely curious and

worried about Violet.

"No! It's far worse! I'm such an idiot! Apparently, what really happened was that he didn't force himself

on the girl. It turned out that the girl kissed him! That was insane! Wait! Carla! Stop it! I know you're

going to laugh... Anyway, it was just a little wound on his head. He told me to go away, but I couldn't

leave him bleeding! I'm still a decent person, you know! So we went to the hospital and the nurse

treated his wound. I thought I would never see him again. But the next day when I went to work, he was

sitting in the large separate office, staring at me with that you-are-so-dead face." Violet's tone changed

by the second. To Clara, it was fascinating to hear her talk.

"Ahh ha ha... Sorry about that, keep going... Haha..."

Carla laughed hysterically with tears running down her face. Her chuckles echoed throughout the

balcony.

Carla feared that her laughter may have disturbed Sean so she raised her head and searched for him.

Sean was talking on the phone in the living room. He didn't look disturbed at all. So Carla rested into

the couch again and said,"Vi, look at the bright side. I think it's not that bad. You know this could be the

start of a romantic story. So if this boss of yours has girls throwing themselves at him then he must be

young and pretty!"

"Ewww, a romance with him? He wishes! Young and pretty? He's almost 35! That's 12 years older than

us! 12 years!" Violet couldn't bear the thought of being romantically involved with her boss.

Carla tried to suppress her giggles but ended up bursting into a mess of laughter. "Vi, you're so funny! I

don't think 35 years old is that bad. You should give him a chance. A man at his age is mature and

responsible. And they've already learned how to take good care of a girl. By the way, 35 is by no

means old."

"Not old? He IS old and wicked! He looks like he could be my uncle! I'm like an eighteenth-century

laborer under his ruthless exploitation!"

Violet kept complaining about her new boss on the phone, completely forgetting that she was at the

office right now.

Poor Violet who needed to work on a Saturday

and ended up trash talking her boss who was just at the next room

and had a habit of leaving the office door wide open.

"Miss Violet, I believe we need to talk," stated Mr. Hard-To-Please, William Qi, solemnly. "You think I'm

old? And I look like your uncle?"

In fact, William didn't look his age at all. He was charming that some people even thought William

looked like a 22-year-old Orlando Bloom. And right now, he was carelessly resting his hand on the back

of Violet's chair. He looked right at her condescendingly with an obscure smile and a dark face.

Violet panicked,"Mr. William! Sir! Why are you here? No, I wasn't talking about you! I was talking about

another man who was also kissed by a girl at another party! You're the richest and most handsome

man I've ever seen! I swear on my uncle's life that you're not the guy I was talking about! Definitely not!

I can explain this. I was telling my friend, Carla about... Errr... About a weird couple! My friend's date,

her date was so ugly! He definitely looks like he could be her uncle! Yes... That's it!

Sorry boss but I was gossiping about a totally irrelevant person! I'm sorry about answering a personal

call on work hours. But I swear, it was the only thing I did wrong today! I didn't insult anyone, especially

you. And I have a lot of work to do, thanks to you. But that's totally fine because I love my job! Work is

everything to me. I'm basically a working machine here. So can you please let it go, please?"

Violet rambled insanely fast. And she felt ashamed to fawn on him. But a grown woman like her knew

when to display weakness, and when to use her charm if necessary. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Violet hung up the phone.

All Carla could do on the other side was pray silently to God that things weren't that bad for Violet

and that she didn't have to resort to her woman's charm.

Hopefully, she could survive this. Carla raised herself up from the couch again.

She just had a complete turn of thoughts. Something was going on. Sean had been on that phone call

for like an hour! That was way too long for a 10-year-old boy. Was he talking to a girl? Wow!

"Sean, who are you talking to? Is that a girl?" asked Carla.

Carla had already pictured a sweet teenage girl in a pink skirt on the other end of the line. She giggled,

took out two jars of frozen yogurt out of the fridge and gave one to Sean.