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

Chapter 364: In the desolate living room, Nyla found herself overwhelmed by a storm of emotions upon hearing the question once more. If she stayed, her life would be filled with humiliation, her dreams suppressed, forever dependent on Ethan. She couldn't picture a future like that. And what about her miscarriage? Could she truly forgive everything? "Bonnie, I'm not sure. I just want to make it through," she responded. Her quest for the truth had once driven her; now, her only goal was to survive. Bonnie was at a loss for how to comfort Nyla.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the study, Ethan was being briefed by Jackson about the situation with Veda. Veda was already positioned, just waiting for the right moment. Suddenly, a knock at the study door interrupted them. Ethan ended the call and called out, "Come in." It was Austen, catching Ethan slightly off guard. "I need to discuss something with you," Austen said. Ethan remained seated, and without hesitation, Austen sat across from him, ready to negotiate. "Nyla is miserable. You promised me once that you wouldn't hurt her, yet you've broken your word.

Because of that, you should let her go," Austen said bluntly, avoiding any unnecessary niceties. This was a conversation he had been meaning to have with Ethan for some time. He knew Ethan's tactics might make his words seem futile, but he couldn't stand to watch Nyla, once so vibrant and full of life, wither away into her current state. "And what? Should I just return her to Murray?" Ethan sneered. "This isn't about Murray. It's clear he was only using her," Austen countered. "She chose to be used. Had I not brought her back, do you think she'd be safe and sound in front of you now?

I won't let Nyla go, so drop it. She belongs to me," Ethan said firmly. gαℓησνs﹒cm has it all Austen's brow furrowed deeply. "This isn't love; it's just possession." Ethan's response was indifferent. "And?" Unable to stomach the idea of Nyla being with someone else, he was content to keep her close indefinitely. Austen's fists clenched. "Do you really think her happiness is irrelevant? That her feelings don't matter? Are you trying to turn her into your prisoner?

She's a human being!" His anger boiled over as he slammed his hand on the table, standing up and letting his emotions overpower his judgment. Despite the risk of offending Ethan, Austen continued, "You're doing this because Nyla no longer looks at you the same way. You can't accept that, so you keep her trapped here. Ethan, I didn't think you'd be scared." Ethan's cold gaze seemed to consume the entire room. He locked eyes with Austen and, unexpectedly, chuckled. "Enough. I think it's time for you to leave. I'm not letting her go." "How dare you!" Austen exclaimed, his frustration evident.

"You'll regret this one day," he said to Ethan, his expression neutral but his tone firm. The door slammed behind him. . . .