Chapter 114 Destined

"Bang, bang..."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Both Beth and Carl were shocked, especially Carl, who felt inexplicably guilty.

It's like being caught cheating, even though everything seems normal.

Carl couldn't help but look at Beth, asking with his eyes: What should I do?

"It's okay." Beth said softly.

At this time, Maggie's voice came from outside the door, "Is Carl in there? Father wants you to stay for lunch, what do you think?"

Fortunately, Maggie had no intention of entering the room, and Carl breathed a sigh of relief, then replied, "I'm here, um, I'll stay, thank you very much."

"You're welcome. I'll go get ready first." Maggie smiled, and then the sound of her footsteps could be heard going away.

Only after making sure Maggie had left did Carl really breathe a sigh of relief and put his head weakly on the pillow.

As he lay there, Carl gradually felt sleepy. Well, sleepy, the quilt was quite warm.

"Carl, the farm is safe. You're overthinking it. Father won't be willing to leave." After Maggie left, Beth continued the previous topic.

"Well, there's no rush for this matter. Let's talk about it later." Carl lowered his eyes slightly, making them look slightly narrowed.

There is really no rush. Winter still has two months left, and the snow will take at least a month to melt.

In fact, there is a very good basis for judging the timeline, which is the time when Lori was pregnant.

Well, it's still early, and we'll have a few more months of peaceful life, I guess…

Carl wasn't sure either.

"Okay, I have to get up and wash up, Karl, you can continue to lie down, anyway, father won't say anything to you."

Beth curled her lips, threw back the quilt, quickly got out of bed, took out a coat from the closet and put it on, feeling a little better. Then she straightened the quilt to prevent drafts.

"Is this okay?" Carl raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a strange illusion.

"Otherwise, I'm going to wash up." Beth waved and went to the bathroom and closed the door. Beth's bedroom had an independent bathroom, which was a treatment only available in the master bedroom.

This shows how much Hershel dotes on his little daughter.

After Beth left, Carl finally felt a little more at ease. He pulled the quilt over his head. In a warm environment, sleepiness always comes suddenly.

Carl closed his eyes, not caring that he was in Beth's bedroom, and soon it was lunch time.

Beth soon came back from washing up. Only then did she notice the gift box on the bedside. She was startled, then smiled, "Karl, is this a gift from you?"

When there was no response, Beth called out again, somewhat confused, "Carl?"

Still no response, Beth gently pulled back the quilt a little, and seeing Carl's closed eyes, Beth murmured softly, "Are you asleep?"

Beth helped Carl cover the quilt, exposing the area above his nose, and then Beth sat in Carl's seat, looking at Carl on the bed.

This guy is still very cute even when he is asleep. Beth couldn't help but smile.

It's not that he's not cute when he's awake, it's just that when he's awake, even though he's clearly a little kid, he likes to act like an adult.

Looking at Carl, Beth couldn't help but think of something. As the person involved, how could Beth not know that Carl was abnormal?

Carl's thoughts were indeed very clear. Beth did not make any obvious refusal, which was a kind of tacit consent.

Beth felt that this was not right and that she should probably refuse, after all, Carl was still young.

But Beth never said no. Beth had become accustomed to some things, such as the milk every morning and Carl's shy smile.

Beth's cheeks felt hot as she thought of some of the things her father Hershel had said to her.

Beth couldn't understand why Carl made Hershel look at him so differently, but Beth never thought about how a little kid like Carl could attract her.

"Karl has an important mission, so he is so extraordinary. Perhaps this is destined. Karl's mission, as well as you and Karl, may be he will need a good wife to help him.

As for age? A five-year age difference is nothing. Well, you don't hate him, right? Then you can try to accept him. "

It was hard for Beth to imagine that her father Hershel, who was usually so serious, would say such words to his underage daughter.

In fact, Beth didn't take Hershel's words too seriously. Well, girls of this age are more or less rebellious.

The change in attitude towards Carl was not because of Hershel, but because of Beth herself. Well, Beth really didn't hate Carl, and she even had some good feelings towards him.

"Bang, bang, Carl, Beth, it's lunch time." The door was knocked again, and Maggie came to call them to eat.

Beth hesitated for a moment, looked at Carl's sleeping face, and didn't want to wake him up, so she opened the door and made a hushing gesture to Maggie outside.

"Maggie, Carl is asleep, keep your voice down."

"Oh my God, how could Carl fall asleep, and in your bed!" Maggie was surprised when she saw Carl on the bed, and then looked at Beth from head to toe several times.

"It's just sleeping. Besides, Carl is still young. What are you thinking about?" Beth glared at Maggie fiercely.

"Nothing, just a little surprised." Maggie showed a somewhat intriguing smile, and then laughed, "Beth, you are not really in love with Carl, except me, you never allow anyone to get into your bed."

"How is that possible!" Beth retorted without hesitation, "What are you thinking? I just treat him as my brother. The temperature is so low today, I just saw that he was very cold and I felt sorry for him."

"You are a little anxious. Hey, Beth, there's nothing wrong with falling in love with someone. No one will laugh at you. Of course, if it was a child, I might laugh. Hahaha." Maggie laughed unkindly.

Beth looked at Carl on the bed and saw that he was not awakened, so she quickly pushed Maggie out and said, "He is sleeping, don't wake him up."

"But it's time to eat." Maggie said helplessly.

"It's okay, father won't mind. Anyway, he tolerates Carl much more than us two daughters." Beth said.

"Damn it, it's Christmas."

"Holiday dinners are at night, not at noon."

"Why? Why can't we wake him up? Besides, he won't be having dinner with us tonight, and my father really wants to have dinner with him."

"I'd love to. Humph, he'll stay tonight. I'll explain to my father later. Okay, you can leave now. I'll come down after I change my clothes."

"Damn it, you're amazing. Don't take too long." Maggie went downstairs helplessly.

Beth smiled and closed the door. As for why she didn't want to wake Carl up, Beth didn't know, she just didn't want to.

Coming to the bed, Beth looked and made sure that Carl was still sleeping soundly.

He opened the closet and took out the clothes he should wear today.