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

Chapter 246: Nyla, finishing up her signatures with a bright smile, replied, "Totally. It's like work, too. Speaking of which, could you take care of these papers for me?" Taking the documents, Candy's face turned serious as she commented, "The business world is always so demanding." Nyla nodded in agreement. "Indeed, it is." A playful eye roll from Candy made Nyla laugh, lightening the mood. Today was Nyla's prenatal checkup. Ethan had offered to accompany her, so she made sure to wrap up her work beforehand, preparing to leave.

As Nyla stepped into a luxurious car, Alex and Marc watched from behind the glass door. "It looks like Nyla's husband is quite affluent," Marc observed, impressed by the car's opulence. Alex replied, "He's definitely loaded." Marc added, "Right? Does Nyla just run this studio as a hobby? Why'd you hit me?" Irritated, Alex shot back, "Nyla is dedicated to her work. How can you suggest she's just passing time? If you don't have anything sensible to say, better to stay silent." Marc rubbed his sore head, realizing the truth in Alex's words.

"Okay, I'll keep quiet," he said before, after a moment of thought, asking curiously, "But who do you think her husband is?" "Do you think I'd be standing here peering through this door if I knew?" Alex replied with an eye roll. "You two seem to have too much free time," Candy remarked, catching Marc and Alex off guard as she appeared behind them. Exclusive updates available at gⱯlnσνeℓs․cøm Taken aback, they quickly turned, offering sheepish smiles. "Seriously, Candy, we've had our hands full," Marc attempted to redirect with a chuckle.

"Yeah, really, we haven't had a moment to breathe," Alex added. Candy crossed her arms and replied, "It looks to me like you two have plenty of time on your hands. Nyla just loaded me up with tasks, and I think we should spread the workload. Let's get to it." With a sigh of resignation, Marc and Alex hung their heads, regretting their decision to linger around. At the hospital, an acquaintance of Ethan's was overseeing operations to ensure Nyla received the best care. The medical examination was brief. Reviewing the results, the doctor expressed concern. "You're not in great shape.

Staying positive and eating well are crucial." Nyla sheepishly touched her nose, admitting, "I haven't been managing my diet well." "Understood," she responded. . . .