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

Chapter 165: In the Higgins villa, Callie's mother, Flavia Higgins, frowned at the stack of printed invitations. Her expression betrayed a mix of dissatisfaction and concern. "What is Ethan thinking?" she muttered, flipping through the cards. "He hasn't even taken pre-wedding photos with you, and this invitation feels so rushed. It's careless." Callie held one of the flimsy pieces of cardstock in her hand, a faint smile playing on her lips despite her own misgivings. "So what if it's rushed? Once people get their invitations, they'll still congratulate us.

They'll show up with gifts, won't they?" Flavia sighed. She couldn't argue with that logic, but her worries ran deeper. "It feels disrespectful. I'm afraid the Brooks family might look down on you for it." "Mom, since the moment I knew my future husband could only be Ethan, the Brooks family has already been mine to handle. You don't need to worry about them." Flavia studied her daughter closely. She had always known Callie wasn't as simple as she appeared. Johnny was mild-mannered and far too gentle for the cutthroat world of business.

Brevard had often lamented that Johnny lacked the temperament to lead. Callie, on the other hand, was different. Talented, sharp, and decisive, she was everything Brevard had hoped for-and perhaps more. Her cold, calculating demeanor made her the ideal heir to the family legacy. Brevard had sent her abroad to hone her skills, and within a few short years, she'd managed smaller companies with staggering success. But Flavia worried that Callie's ambition might someday come at a cost. Her methods often left little room for predictability-or mercy. Flavia's voice softened.

"Once you're married into the Brooks family, even if Ethan has... distractions, you'll still be his legal wife. No one will challenge your position. Don't let these small matters upset you." Callie nodded politely, but inwardly, her thoughts had already shifted elsewhere-Nyla. Your next story begins at galnovels . com "Ethan is coming to pick you up later," Flavia said, clasping Callie's hand with a warm smile. "You two should start thinking about having a child soon. I'd love to become a grandmother this year." Callie's cheeks flushed, and she glanced down with a shy smile.

"Oh, Mom, we'll do our best." Flavia's expression softened with satisfaction. After the details of the engagement party were finalized, Roger had suggested a dinner between the two families to celebrate, and Ethan would arrive to pick up Callie for the occasion. Meanwhile, Callie's parents decided to head there on their own, leaving the couple to travel together. The low hum of a car engine broke the evening stillness, signaling Ethan's arrival. Callie stepped outside, smoothing the front of her dress, and walked to meet him. Ethan sat behind the wheel, his face unreadable.

He was dressed in a suit, as if he'd just finished attending a business meeting. "Did you just finish work?" Callie asked with concern. . . .