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

Chapter 29: Standing side by side near the restaurant's entrance, they appeared to share an intimate moment. The man seemed to plant a gentle kiss on the woman's cheek. "Is that... Nyla? Ethan, do you see her?" Callie exclaimed, pointing out the pair, her eyes widening as she turned to Ethan. Ethan watched the two figures impassively until he saw Nyla entering the man's car. The woman he had embraced just that morning was now seemingly intimate with another by the afternoon. Indeed, Nyla was full of surprises. Did she think he was without boundaries? "She's no one of consequence.

Why fuss over it?" Ethan's gaze cooled as he spoke nonchalantly. "Weren't you eager to sample the cuisine here? Let's head in." Callie paused, a heavy feeling settling in her chest. Most might overlook it, but Callie understood Ethan's uniqueness. The more disinterested Ethan seemed about someone, the less he spoke of them. Yet, this was the second time he had mentioned Nyla, signaling she held a significant place in his thoughts. With this realization, Callie remembered something Nyla had once mentioned on the night of the Brooks family dinner.

She stole a glance at Ethan, whose face remained stoic, though an apparent trace of irritation flickered in his eyes. Had Ethan been intimate with Nyla? Callie bit her lip nervously, squeezing her palm to steady herself. Even if something had happened between them, what of it? She was soon to be engaged to Ethan, and nothing could break that bond. It was merely a fleeting affair before their marriage. She was to be Mrs. Brooks soon, and she possessed the grace to overlook such trivialities. "It's been ages since I last dined here.

I'm curious if it's as good as I remember." Resolved, she linked her arm with Ethan's, and he offered no resistance. "Ethan, perhaps we could have the chef from Delight Restaurant cater our engagement party," she suggested lightheartedly, her eyes alight with excitement about their upcoming celebration. But Ethan's thoughts were elsewhere, consumed by the notion of how to deal with Nyla, who didn't know what was best for her. His response was distracted.

"Whatever you think best." Explore more fiction on gαℓησνs․ Nyla headed back to her studio and got straight to work on the Skycloud Group partnership. Given the importance of funding and recognition for her studio's growth, the collaboration with Skycloud promised both financial backing and increased visibility. While Nyla saw the potential benefits of the deal, she remained skeptical of Murray's intentions, unsure why a shrewd businessman like him would be so quickly charmed by her. Having sealed a significant agreement, she and Bonnie decided to celebrate with a roast dinner that evening.

They chose the hearty meal over more lavish options because Bonnie had fondly insisted that a roast was essential during the cold winter season. "Austen keeps insisting on driving me to school and back home daily. What does he think I am, a preschooler needing supervision?" Bonnie complained as she skillfully nabbed a piece of roast beef, dipped it in sauce, and bit into it with a contented grin. . . .