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

Chapter 24: "Oh, no hurry. Everything I need has supposedly been arranged." Bonnie reclined, propping her cheeks with her hands, an eyebrow arching playfully. "I'm more intrigued by your story with Ethan." "He's about to be engaged, and not to me." "What? He's about to be engaged, and he's still troubling you? I need to have a word with him right away!" Bonnie stood up abruptly, rolling her sleeves as if ready to march into battle. Her resentment for Nyla's situation was evident. Nyla swiftly caught Bonnie's arm, pulling her back down.

"If you storm over there now, Ethan's security won't even let you near him." Bonnie had always been privy to Nyla's secret relationship with Ethan, and she deeply understood Nyla's emotional ties to him. Reluctantly sitting back down, Bonnie's frustration was visible, but her eyes conveyed deep empathy. "Nyla, remember, there are far better men than Ethan." "Don't worry, I'm aware. Let's focus on getting you settled in," Nyla responded, her tone light, as she linked arms with Bonnie, sharing a comforting smile. They headed toward Bonnie's new apartment, located in the heart of Ulares.

Despite her impressive academic credentials, which didn't necessitate a return from abroad, Bonnie had chosen to come back primarily to support Nyla. As her father, Gaylord Olson, had ensured, the apartment was fully set up, with every detail attended to-even including personal toiletries, a thoughtful touch. While unpacking Bonnie's things, Nyla had planned for them to dine out. Yet, Bonnie needed to sort out some affairs at Ulares University first. Left with no alternative, Nyla headed back to her studio. She dove into her designs, which she had been mulling over.

After finishing her work, she called Bonnie, planning to treat her to dinner. To Nyla's surprise, Austen had intercepted Bonnie. Ｍｏｒｅ ｕｐｄａｔｅｓ ｉｎ ｇａｌｎｏｖｅｌｓ．ｃｏｍ On her phone, Bonnie sounded furious. "Must he really meet with me?" Nyla soothed her nerves before gathering her belongings and making her way out. Pausing briefly as she instructed the taxi driver, she ultimately directed him to Cloudscape Mansion. Ethan had resolved a significant problem for her, and she felt indebted to him. Upon entering the password at the door, she was met with her two hefty suitcases.

Ethan's need for control was evident as ever. With a resigned sigh, she wheeled the suitcases into the bedroom and methodically hung up her clothes. Her wardrobe was adjacent to Ethan's, presenting an image that sparked imagination-what if they were just an ordinary couple? Yet, their relationship remained a secret. A knock suddenly echoed through the room. Puzzled, Nyla knew this was unexpected. Ethan never knocked. Who could it be at this hour? She tiptoed to the door and peeped through the peephole, her expression softening at the sight of Jackson. Swiftly, she opened the door.

Right away, she noticed Jackson holding up Ethan, the air heavy with the scent of liquor. Clearly, Ethan had had too much to drink. "What..." . . .