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

Chapter 197: By the time word of Ethan's arrival reached him, an hour had already passed, prompting Keith to rush to the private room in concern. He pushed open the door to find a striking scene. There, lounging with an air of effortless sophistication, was Ethan. His partially unbuttoned black shirt revealed a casual confidence, while he lazily swirled a glass of wine, soft light dancing across his features. Keith mused that such a sight could drive both women and men into a frenzy. "Your mood seems particularly bright today," Keith remarked, relieved to see Ethan in good spirits.

"You noticed too?" Jameson chimed in with a chuckle. Jameson had stayed local while Benson joined a film crew in a remote mountain region, unlikely to return for months. Keith poured himself a drink, sinking into the sofa as his earring caught the light. "I'm running myself ragged these days," he said, taking a sip. He placed the glass down and shot Ethan an intrigued look. "So, what's behind this good mood of yours?" Ethan's reply came measured and deliberate. "I got married." The private room plunged into stunned silence.

Keith's smile froze, his expression cycling through disbelief and shock. Even Jameson sat there, startled by the revelation. They had expected news regarding the ongoing investigation of the past incident-not a marriage announcement! But who was the bride? Callie? "To whom? Callie?" Keith ventured cautiously, though suspecting otherwise. Mσяє υρ∂αтєѕ ιи gαℓиσνєℓѕ.¢σм Jameson's brow furrowed. "Weren't you still in the planning stages? Why so sudden?" Ethan sipped his wine before delivering another shock. "It's Nyla." Keith choked mid-drink. Jameson sat dumbfounded.

He knew about Nyla and the Brooks family's complicated history-their circle was well-versed in that drama. Nyla had arrived with her mother, branded a homewrecker by the family. Ethan was Nyla's step-uncle. The implications were scandalous, even without any direct blood relations. Keith recovered with a knowing laugh. "I knew it! You've finally acknowledged your feelings?" Jameson, still confused, asked, "You knew about this?" Keith's smug expression returned. "They've been entangled for years. Ethan nearly lost her, but thankfully, he won her back." Understanding dawned on Jameson.

His surprise now stemmed from Ethan sacrificing potential advantages for love. A Higgins marriage would have cemented his position, though truthfully, Ethan's influence in Ulares and Jouver, the capital, hardly needed strengthening. "Did the Higgins family raise hell? Your father must be livid," Keith teased, unable to resist, despite knowing Ethan could handle the fallout. The irony wasn't lost on them-the man who once declared himself incapable of love was now married. . . .