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

Chapter 435: Nyla could almost see Bonnie's worried yet caring face. She massaged her temples. "Bonnie, I didn't mean for this to happen." "What happened exactly? Who were you with? Was this some kind of one-night thing?" Bonnie's questions took a sharp turn. Nyla found herself momentarily speechless. From the absence of aches in her body, she could tell that nothing untoward had occurred with Ethan. Therefore, it wasn't a one-night affair. Moreover, she and Ethan weren't in that kind of relationship. After all, they were still legally married.

Nyla replied clearly, "There was no one-night stand." After a brief pause, Bonnie asked, "So you didn't go through with it?" At a loss for words, Nyla found herself confused. Why would Bonnie think that? Frustrated, Nyla rubbed her forehead, feeling quite resigned. "So nothing really happened? You sound like you might have been interested. Was he attractive?" Bonnie asked. She pressed further, "Is he local, from Ulares? What bar did you meet him at? What's his age? Does he have a muscular build? Is he tall, maybe over six feet? Money isn't an issue, right?

If he's broke, you could just support him!" Nyla, finding the conversation fruitless, interrupted Bonnie, saying, "Nothing like that happened. Please, just focus on taking care of Charlotte. I'll pick her up after work." "Hey, you still haven't told me where you stayed last night!" The call ended with a click. Nyla put her phone down on the sink and splashed her face with water. She suddenly worried whether Bonnie's influence was affecting Charlotte. She then left the bedroom.

Pausing abruptly in the corridor, she stared at the building with its brown wooden staircase that twisted into a half-spiral. Your favorite stories gαlnσvℯs․com She looked around the room, overwhelmed by a strong sense of familiarity. Could this be... Maple Villa? Hadn't it been destroyed by fire? Had Ethan rebuilt it? For what purpose? Nyla stood frozen, surveying her surroundings. Her gaze lingered on the last small room. Was the nursery also recreated? After a long moment of hesitation, she chose not to explore that room. Descending the stairs, everything below confirmed her realization.

This place was indeed Maple Villa, or rather, a carefully reconstructed version of it. Yet, within the villa, Hana was conspicuously absent. Nyla's heart sank with a hint of sorrow, acknowledging that the past couldn't be altered and there was no way to reverse it. She vividly recalled Hana's last words. "Mrs. Brooks, please don't hold any grudge against Mr. Brooks. He can be headstrong. When he eventually understands, do consider giving him another opportunity." Nyla struggled to remember how she had replied at the time.

Deep down, she knew she shouldn't offer Ethan another chance, determined not to fall into the same old mistakes. Returning to those patterns would certainly spell disaster. . . .