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

Chapter 390: In another context, this might have been a tender scene between lovers. Yet Nyla had accepted the harsh reality. "You're sober now, aren't you? Let me go," Nyla demanded, breaking the silence. Ethan's eyes fluttered open, his gaze intense and alluring, filled with an inexplicable radiance. Nyla found herself briefly transfixed but quickly averted her gaze, aware of her vulnerability. "I have prepared the divorce papers. I've already signed. It's your turn," she said starkly, her tone cutting through the morning's intimacy like a knife.

Even amidst the physical closeness of their recent connection, the air between them felt starkly cold. "Has it really been so long that you've forgotten who we are to each other?" Ethan's voice, deep and enticing, held a hint of seduction. Nyla's heart clenched. She sat up, swung her legs off the bed, and began to collect her clothes, choosing a fresh set. "I haven't forgotten, but Ethan, do you truly believe we can revert to how things once were?" Nyla's question cut directly to the core issue. Silence enveloped the room for a brief moment.

After changing her clothes, Nyla grabbed a cup from the bedside table and hurled it to the floor. "As you and I both know, things can't return to the way they were before. Like this broken cup, even if pieced back together, the fractures remain visible. Let's not cause each other any more pain. You release me, and I'll release you." With these words, Nyla headed downstairs. She doubted Ethan would agree to sign, but she needed to express her thoughts. galnoνℯls.com is your update source As expected, when Ethan departed, Nyla noticed he had ripped the divorce papers.

Undeterred, she reminded herself she had additional copies. Meanwhile, Candy had prepared a full strategy for Nyla. The biggest challenge now was exiting the villa. "Is there no way out?" Candy inquired over the phone. Nyla shook her head. "Not unless Ethan lets me out." "Just stop trying to leave," Candy sighed heavily. "If you're stuck in the villa, there's no winning this." Nyla exhaled deeply, grasping the gravity of her situation. "There's got to be a way." The line went quiet. Nyla tousled her hair, already scheming her escape. "I have an idea.

I'll just kidnap you," Candy said earnestly. . . .