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

Chapter 226: "I was just checking work stuff. Let's go," she mumbled, reaching for his hand. His warmth radiated through her fingers, a welcome comfort in the spring chill. Ethan's satisfaction was evident in the way he tightened his grip, guiding her toward their waiting car. Just then, Nyla's attention was caught by a familiar silhouette. "Well, isn't this a blast from the past?" Murray's voice, carrying a hint of mischief, drifted toward them. A twitch formed on Nyla's lips. It was him, unmistakably. Why on earth had he chosen this moment to approach them?

The look on Ethan's face grew stormier as he pivoted to confront Murray, whose smile remained deceptively soft, yet cunning like that of a fox. Avoiding any direct gaze with Murray was Nyla's immediate reaction. However, Murray's eyes quickly narrowed as he spotted her, his lips curling into a growing smirk. "Ah, if it isn't the one who captures my heart. Have you come to whisk me away?" At that moment, Nyla felt more than ever that Murray was crossing the line into insufferable territory. Despite his seemingly gentle demeanor, his words tempted her to deliver a sharp slap.

Ethan tightened his grip on her hand, causing Nyla's heart to flutter with anxiety. This was turning into a complete disaster. "Mr. Wheeler, is there something you need?" Ethan inquired, maintaining his composure. Murray seemed unfazed and even playful. "I just wanted to say hello to some old friends. It's been a while since we last clashed, Mr. Brooks." "Is that because you can't win against me?" Ethan replied sarcastically, hinting at their past competitive interactions and Murray's general conduct. Explore more on gαℓησνs﹒ Murray didn't seem bothered. He shrugged and smiled.

"Maybe, but don't get too confident. Everyone makes mistakes sooner or later." Approaching Nyla, he softly reminded her, "Remember our agreement about the... " He shot a defiant glance at Ethan before walking away. Throughout the interaction, Nyla remained silent, enduring the tight squeeze of her hand by Ethan. She winced, feeling the need to justify herself. "This is painful... I need you to understand that my relationship with him is purely professional, just business." Ethan led her away without a word. They reached the waiting car.

Ethan opened the door for Nyla and then got in on the other side. Once seated, Nyla's discomfort grew. She wished she hadn't come. Murray was always a source of trouble! She began to explain as soon as Ethan joined her in the car. . . .