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

Chapter 368: Nyla shifted, crossing her legs and resting her chin on one hand, her eyes gleaming playfully. "What's the matter? Intimidated?" "Given your marital status..." Pearson struggled to articulate his thoughts, overwhelmed by the connection he felt with her for the first time. Aware that she was married, he found himself unwilling to disrupt her married life. After wrestling with his conscience, he firmed his resolve and said, "We should not stay in contact. It wouldn't be appropriate." Nyla's laughter was light. "My husband and I are nearing a divorce.

Are you sure you don't want to keep in touch?" A glimmer of hope flashed in Pearson's eyes, and after a moment's hesitation, he resumed his seat. Amused by his reaction, Nyla signaled for another drink. The bodyguards behind her paused, uncertain whether to report this development to Ethan. Nyla's boldness was undeniable. "Is that really true?" Pearson asked, wanting confirmation. Reclining on the sofa, Nyla allowed the lighting to accentuate her features, adding a subtle chill to her stunning visage, though it went unnoticed. "He was unfaithful, so I'm searching for someone new.

Nothing wrong with that, right?" she said casually, yet Pearson empathized deeply with her plight. "That's awful! You're definitely not to blame. The fault lies with him," Pearson responded, visibly upset on her behalf. Nyla felt a strange solace in his support. "Don't worry, I'm here for you," Pearson replied sincerely. "Really? And what if my husband tries to come between us?" Nyla's question left much to the imagination. Pearson blushed deeply, suddenly at a loss. However, Nyla was merely jesting, harboring no serious intentions. Her actions were aimed solely at unsettling Ethan.

The best stories are at gⱯlnσνs․ "Just kidding. Don't take it seriously," Nyla reassured him, just as she noticed a familiar silhouette from the corner of her eye. Instantly, her smile faded, and her grip whitened around her glass. "Did you manage to remember everything Jackson mentioned to you?" Today, Ethan wore a sharp black suit, his hair slicked back to enhance his intense appearance. Beside him, Veda wore a blue summer dress adorned with delicate lace, radiating an air of innocent allure.

"I remember everything," Veda replied, conscious of the many glances cast their way, most of them focused on Ethan. For some reason, this filled her with a sense of pride. She was thrilled that such a distinguished man stood beside her, drawing envious looks from others. With this thought, she found herself instinctively leaning closer to Ethan. Although she was aware that her presence was merely part of a mission and Ethan held no genuine interest in her, she cherished the moment. Abruptly, Ethan halted, causing Veda to nearly collide with him. She looked up in confusion. . . .