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

Chapter 324: "I couldn't agree more. And Ethan, stop deceiving yourself," Murray said with a bitter chuckle before hanging up. He clenched the phone tightly, his arm tense and veins bulging, as if fighting to contain something threatening to break free. Murray lowered his head, his laughter faint and bitter. He really was a mess. Using Nyla only to find someone else to save her-what was that supposed to be? Redemption? No, it was even more despicable. But hadn't Ethan always looked down on him? That thought offered a strange sense of relief.

Leaning back in his chair, Murray covered his eyes with his hands. A single tear slipped down his face. A bitter laugh escaped him, quiet and hollow. There would be no chance for him in this lifetime. At least he had told Ethan. Now it was up to him to save her. Meanwhile, by the seaside, Nyla remained unharmed. In a pitch-black room, she huddled on the cold floor, discomfort creeping into her bones. She knew these people were using her to bargain with Ethan, but would he come to save her? Probably not. After all, she'd tried to run away from him.

Yet, the idea of Ethan truly not caring about her stung more than she wanted to admit. How pitiful, she thought to herself, the pain in her chest growing heavier with every passing moment. It was uncertain how much time had elapsed. Fresh content available now gαℓησvs․com The door burst open with a resounding bang, jolting Nyla awake. Still groggy, she blinked at the figures rushing toward her. Disoriented, she could barely resist as they pulled her to her feet. The sea breeze brushed her face as the sunlight illuminated the breathtaking coastal landscape.

The sky had already brightened, signaling the arrival of morning. But the beauty was lost on Nyla. She knew what was coming. Two burly men dragged her toward a boat. The craft rocked gently in the water as they forced her aboard. As the engine roared to life, her gaze shifted to the shoreline in the west. In the distance, she saw a lone sea stack jutting from the land like a silent sentinel. A chill ran through her. She stepped back instinctively, her voice trembling. "What are you going to do?" One of the men chuckled darkly. "What do you think? Your husband isn't coming to save you.

Without him, you're nothing. Things that lose their value are easy to throw away." . . .