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

Chapter 201: "Would receiving flowers bring you joy?" The tenderness in his voice was unlike anything she'd heard before. For a moment, Nyla glimpsed a version of Ethan she'd never known-someone who genuinely cared about her emotional well-being. This was different from his usual acts of pampering, which often felt like items checked off a list. Now he actually sought to understand her feelings. A warmth suffused her chest, butterfly wings of emotion fluttering beneath her ribs. "Yes...

it makes me quite happy." "Good." Ethan nodded with quiet determination before heading downstairs, leaving Nyla momentarily spellbound. Was that all? She couldn't help but chuckle at the simplicity of the exchange. Only later would she understand the significance of his expression that day. As her recovery progressed, she returned to work, with Ethan serving as her faithful chauffeur. Spring arrived in full force. The studio buzzed with preparation for the new collection. Nyla conserved her energy by remaining seated, allowing her team to shine.

During her absence, they had made impressive progress on the vintage design project. "Nyla, here's the color scheme." "The accessories are ready." "We've completed these detail sections for your review." . Drafts accumulated on her desk until Nyla found herself longing for a break. When Candy burst in, Nyla raised her hand in mock surrender. "Please, no more updates. Let me breathe." Candy pressed on regardless. "The photographer's been scheduled. We can begin shooting." Nyla fixed her with a piercing stare before rising reluctantly.

"Let's go." The shoot proceeded efficiently, wrapping in nearly single takes. Satisfied, Nyla planned to present this collection to Skycloud Group as a gesture of appreciation. The thought reminded her of unfinished business-someone she needed to find before he possibly left Ulares. That evening, Ethan arrived with another stunning bouquet of white roses, matching yesterday's splendor. The realization dawned on Nyla: his awkward but earnest attempts to lift her spirits touched her deeply. "Ethan," she said softly, "are you trying to cheer me up?" . . .