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

Chapter 172: She pushed the thought aside and followed Nyla into the yard. "Right here, this is perfect! Hana, would you hold these for me?" Nyla handed her the sparklers, meticulously surveying the area until she found the ideal spot. "Here it is!" she declared triumphantly. Hana stood quietly, phone poised to capture the moment. Nyla waddled about in her oversized winter coat, resembling an endearing little penguin. After fumbling in her pockets, she retrieved a lighter. Crouching beside the fireworks, she flashed a radiant smile. "Hana, I'm lighting it now!" "Be careful," Hana cautioned.

The fuse crackled to life, and Nyla scampered back toward Hana. With a whoosh and a thunderous bang, the fireworks erupted, painting the night sky with brilliant stars. Nyla stood beneath the spectacle, hands pressed against her ears, laughter bubbling from her lips. She turned to face the dazzling display, clasping her hands together in silent prayer. To her, wishes made under fireworks held more magic than birthday candles. Birthday wishes often went unfulfilled, but beneath the fireworks, she felt her deepest thoughts were heard and destined to come true.

Even without him present this year, she made her wish: May all her dreams become reality. Hana stopped recording and sent the video to Ethan. After all, shouldn't the orchestrator witness the joy he'd created? Not far from Maple Villa, a Cayenne sat parked along the roadside. The driver's window descended smoothly, gradually revealing Ethan's striking profile. He observed the fireworks painting the sky while lighting a cigarette, his gaze fixed on the distant display. His phone chimed with Hana's message. Surprised to see a video, he opened it immediately.

Nyla's beaming face filled the screen, her happiness radiating despite the winter chill as she played with the fireworks. Find exclusive chapters gαℓησvℯs․com He extinguished his cigarette and leaned against the car door, his head propped on one hand, an unconscious smile warming his eyes as he watched. "Hana, I'm lighting it now!" Nyla's sweet voice rang from the video as she waddled away like a startled penguin, hands clasped over her ears. The fireworks exploded, reflecting in her shining eyes before she turned to make her wish. Ethan chuckled softly, shaking his head.

"Still as childish as ever," he murmured, though the teasing tone betrayed the warmth in his voice. With a sigh, he clicked off the video when the fireworks in the sky had faded. Meanwhile, in the yard, Nyla was dividing the sparklers between her and Hana. "One for you, two for me," she announced, her earnestness making Hana laugh. "Don't bother dividing them up," Hana teased. "You'll just end up feeling bad about it later." Nyla pouted, visibly embarrassed. "I will not!

Let's just start playing, okay?" As the sparklers crackled to life, snow began to drift down from the heavens, light as whispers. Nyla twirled with the sparklers in hand, her laughter cutting through the quiet of the snowfall. "Hana, look-it's snowing!" . . .