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

Chapter 401: When Austen's mother realized she could not sway their decisions, she ceased her objections, allowing Bonnie and Austen's relationship to flourish. Witnessing their journey, Nyla felt a sense of everything falling into place. Located in the bustling heart of Ulares, the restaurant was a popular spot. Nyla said as she stepped out of the car, "It's truly astonishing to witness all the changes around here." "Indeed. When I returned here after finishing my studies abroad, I found it hard to recognize some places," Bonnie commented while she carried Charlotte into the restaurant.

"Let's head in. I've got a table reserved for us," Bonnie mentioned, directing them to a private room she had booked. Austen joined shortly after finishing with the parking. After seating Charlotte and setting her up with a bib, Nyla let her start eating independently. Bonnie looked on with mild surprise. "Is she going to eat by herself?" "It's perfectly fine. She's used to eating on her own. Is that a problem?" Nyla inquired calmly.

"I was just surprised because I recently saw other toddlers still being helped with their meals," Bonnie explained as she affectionately pinched Charlotte's cheek. "It's impressive that Charlotte can manage on her own." Charlotte covered her face and pleaded, "Bonnie, please stop pinching or I'll look all funny." Bonnie laughed heartily at her reaction. Charlotte relished choosing her own food from the menu, while Nyla quietly resigned herself to the situation. "I'm going to step out to the restroom," Nyla said as she stood up.

Bonnie and Austen were completely absorbed with Charlotte, paying her all their attention, making Nyla feel slightly left out. Fresh stories here gαℓησνs․cøm As Nyla walked into one of the cubicles in the restroom, she inadvertently caught a fragment of a conversation drifting from outside. "Ethan, did you get here yet?" Nyla's heart stopped for a moment; that voice was too familiar. Further conversation echoed from outside. "Yes, preparations are complete. The families are both here." "Great, don't rush. I'll be waiting." Standing quietly, Nyla was stunned.

That name hadn't passed her lips in such a long time. Once the noise outside ceased, Nyla hesitated before stepping out. In the restroom, she absently washed her hands, replaying Callie's conversation in her head. Was Callie now with Ethan? It made sense. Like Nyla, Veda didn't come from an influential background. The Brooks family would undoubtedly favor Callie. Nyla found it hard to identify her emotions. Was it a pang of loss? Not quite. A feeling of melancholy? Not that either. The Nyla once thought to have perished in the fire had been long gone, replaced by someone now known as Ella. .

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