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

Chapter 413: The manager's lips curled upward. "Minor details-two have previous experience and training, but nothing concerning." Callie acknowledged this with a slight nod before turning to contact her international associates, unaware of a pair of watchful eyes among the crowd. Only Nyla recognized that face from her past. "Is Charlotte ready to attend school?" Bonnie inquired between bites of chicken. "She's still too young, but that's fine. I never planned for her education to begin in Ulares. I'll leave in a year, anyway." Nyla's thoughts drifted to her departure timeline.

Starting Charlotte's schooling here would only complicate their eventual exit. The timing would align perfectly-her career milestone, Charlotte's preschool beginning, and Candy's childcare duties concluding naturally. "You're leaving in a year?" Bonnie's surprise colored her voice. Nyla confirmed with a simple nod. "We can't make this our permanent home." "You have a point." Bonnie understood the risks-Ethan's discovery would jeopardize everything. "What about your father's situation?" Bonnie ventured into long-avoided territory.

This was one of the reasons for Nyla's initial departure back then. Linda's counsel-that uncovering the truth required greater expertise-had convinced her to seek opportunities elsewhere. "In a year, everything gets resolved," Nyla stated with quiet determination. Bonnie absorbed this in respectful silence. As they prepared to leave, Nyla settled Charlotte in the back seat before turning to Bonnie. "Any word about Hayes?" Two years had passed since his release. Claudine, meant to be receiving treatment, had vanished after news of Nyla's accident reached her.

Hayes had disappeared just as completely, neither of them leaving any trail. gⱯlnσνs․cøm fuels your imagination The uncertainty gnawed at Nyla constantly. Hayes' single reassuring call offered little comfort. When she tried reaching back, the number no longer connected. Bonnie shook her head solemnly. "No. Nothing on Claudine either. Though perhaps that's good news. Hayes isn't impulsive. His early release and Claudine's disappearance can't be coincidental. His call telling you not to worry suggests they've found each other." Nyla's brow creased as she chose to embrace this possibility.

Back at her temporary home, Nyla carried Charlotte's sleeping form inside, settled everything for the night, and began her evening routine. As she removed her earrings at the vanity, something caught her eye-an envelope on the nightstand. Her heart thundered against her ribs as she approached it with trembling fingers. Inside lay Hayes' message: "Nyla, Dad's case is in my hands. Focus on living your life fully." . . .