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

Chapter 43: Noticing Keith's entry, Ethan met his gaze briefly before diverting his eyes. Keith internally remarked on Ethan's enigmatic allure. "What's got you so troubled, Ethan? Try this mixture, see if it eases your mood." Keith passed him the drink. Despite his fury, Ethan sipped it thoughtfully. "Rich, with a sharp bitterness and a strong finish." "Well said." Keith nodded in approval, yet remained puzzled by Ethan's unsoothed temperament. "Did Nyla get under your skin?" Ethan met his gaze and finished the drink with a swift gulp. "Ah, it was her.

Haven't you severed ties yet?" "Why sever ties at all?" Ethan asked sharply. Ethan's quick reply halted Keith, his hand frozen mid-air with a glass of wine. Underneath his calm exterior, Ethan's displeasure was evident, prompting Keith to thoughtfully stroke his chin. "So, Callie is back in town. I recall your dad had high hopes for a union between the Brooks and the Higgins families to solidify alliances. And there's been talk of your upcoming engagement to Callie, right?" With a drink in one hand and his chin resting on the other, Keith's smirk conveyed his intrigue.

"Are you planning to hide your affair with Nyla from Callie? Or is it your hope that it stays under wraps completely?" Keith had inadvertently learned about Ethan and Nyla's secret. It was something he discovered quite by chance. There was an incident where Nyla overindulged here and nearly ended up with some unsavory characters. Ethan personally called to ensure her safety, and before Keith fully understood what was happening, Ethan had whisked her away to his car. Those men who had targeted Nyla soon found themselves permanently relocated from Ulares.

gαℓησνs․çоm, where stories thrive As someone who had been by Ethan's side for over ten years and known for his insights into relationships, Keith couldn't overlook such details. "These issues won't interfere with one another," Ethan retorted, visibly annoyed by the ongoing mention of his upcoming engagement to Callie. He believed he could manage keeping Nyla close as long as she remained compliant. Keith sipped his cocktail, his expression one of mild contempt. "If I were Nyla, I'd make things difficult for you as well." Ethan's brow furrowed slightly.

"I didn't come here to receive a lecture." Keith chuckled lightly. "Lecture you? I would not dare. I'm merely concerned. Chasing after everything might end up costing you everything." He stood, patted Ethan on the shoulder, and raised his glass for a toast. "Just a woman, what will you lose?" Ethan said coldly. "Huh." Keith exhaled a quiet sigh, then turned his gaze toward his friend. "My friend, if that were the case, you wouldn't be here airing your frustrations." . . .