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

Chapter 190: "Shh! Ethan's home. Please, just keep it down." "What?" Bonnie blinked, frowning. "What does him being home have to do with you not replying?" Then her eyes widened as the pieces clicked together. "Wait-are you living with Ethan? Are you two together? When did this happen? Recently? Is that why you didn't reply? Oh my gosh, were you in bed with-" "Stop!" Nyla's face burned red as she clamped her hand back over Bonnie's mouth. "Speak properly, or don't speak at all!" Bonnie nodded slowly, her eyes still wide with curiosity. Reluctantly, Nyla removed her hand.

"When I didn't reply," Nyla began, her tone serious, "it was because I was kidnapped." Bonnie's jaw dropped. She opened her mouth to respond, but Nyla quickly raised a hand to silence her. "I'm fine now," Nyla added. "The person responsible was probably an enemy of Ethan's. As for why I'm with him... it's because we got married." Bonnie gasped, the words catching in her throat. Nyla preemptively placed a hand over her mouth, bracing for the next outburst. "And," Nyla continued, her voice softening, "I'm pregnant." This time, Bonnie froze completely, her wide-eyed stare fixed on Nyla.

The room fell silent. Nyla leaned closer and whispered, "Take a deep breath. You're the godmother, so try not to scare the baby." Bonnie nodded absently, her expression a mix of disbelief and awe. Nyla released her, and watched as Bonnie stood, pacing the room like someone piecing together a surreal dream. After several moments, Bonnie stopped, turning to Nyla with a hand on her hip. "So, let me get this straight: you were kidnapped, you married Ethan, and now you're pregnant?" Read exclusive content at gⱯlnσνℓs․com Nyla settled on the sofa and nodded.

Bonnie shook her head, a smile tugging at her lips despite the whirlwind of emotions. "Life is insane. In one week, you go from single to married and pregnant. You and Ethan really don't waste time." Nyla sighed, knowing Bonnie's thought process was always a bit... unconventional. "Could you try to be a bit more reserved in your speech?" she asked, already bracing for whatever Bonnie would say next. "Oh, right. We need to watch what we say around the baby," Bonnie replied, nodding solemnly as she settled beside Nyla. Her gaze drifted to Nyla's belly, brimming with curiosity.

"I still can't get over it," Bonnie said, leaning back against the sofa, her head tilted in amazement. "You were kidnapped, found out you were pregnant, and then ended up marrying Ethan. Talk about a whirlwind." . . .