Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 138: Breathing heavily, he gently bit her skin. "Mine," he declared. "You got that?" Despite the slight sting, Bonnie didn't draw back. Instead, she nodded, her voice a whisper, barely audible. "Yours... I am yours." Later, Nyla returned to the hospital room, her gaze caught on a telling mark adorning Bonnie's neck. She flashed her friend a silent, knowing smile. Having assured herself of Bonnie's well-being, she made her exit. The moment she stepped beyond the hospital doors, her phone trilled. Callie's name lit up the screen. "We need to meet.

There's something I must discuss with you." "Where?" Armed with the location, Nyla drove to Callie's chosen café. She found her tucked away in a corner, a coffee cup and a mysterious item positioned before her. Nyla strode across the floor and settled her bag on the table. "What's this about?" Nyla asked. Callie sat like a porcelain masterpiece, her carefully crafted makeup creating an illusion of innocence. Yet that angelic façade had fooled them all. "I've fulfilled your request." Callie slid forward a document detailing Hayes' reduced sentence.

Nyla scrutinized every word with meticulous care. Hayes had originally faced five more years, but the document revealed his sentence could be shortened by three years, citing exemplary behavior. After validating the document's legitimacy, she retrieved her phone and, meeting Callie's gaze, erased the backup video. "See for yourself if you doubt me," Nyla offered, extending the phone. Callie snatched it with barely concealed distrust, examining it thoroughly before returning it, convinced of the video's deletion.

ⱠⒶⵜẸŞ₸ ₡Ḥ₳₱₸ɆⱤŞ ⱻ glnovєl.ᴏm "What guarantees there isn't another copy on your computer?" she pressed. A calculated smile played across Nyla's lips. "When this backup disappears, all versions cease to exist. Check the phone you took that day if you need proof." Though initially doubtful of Nyla's claim, Callie's shoulders sagged with relief upon confirming the video's absence from the phone. "From this moment on, I'll transform your Ulares existence into pure misery!

Leave while you can, or you'll rue the day you challenged me." Callie's fingers dug into her bag, her words dripping with venom. Her previous carelessness had cost her dearly. But next time, she swore, Nyla would pay for everything. Nyla leaned forward with steel in her eyes. "Save your concern. I'm here to stay, and I will unearth the evidence to drag you all into the abyss." She collected the document and departed, leaving Callie to seethe, her gaze burning with murderous intent. In the adjacent employee lounge, Brevard emerged, his features etched with gravity. "The outcome?

You're certain it's gone?" . . .