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

Chapter 459: Nyla stood still for a moment, feeling a mix of liberation and discomfort wash over her. She removed the jacket, walked toward a bin to discard it, hesitated, but ultimately decided against throwing it away. She carried the jacket back inside. At Night Charm... The room, unused for some time, was suddenly lit. Keith, startled by the sudden illumination, entered. He found Ethan on the sofa, his appearance one of defeat, his hair still wet. It had been ages since Keith had seen Ethan this vulnerable; it reminded him of the incident four years ago.

"What happened?" Keith offered a towel and grabbed two bottles of alcohol. Ethan silently took a bottle and began to drink. "Ethan, this isn't like you. You're the leader of the Brooks family, head of Crestwave Group, the most formidable man in Ulares. What's got you so troubled?" Keith teased. Ethan paused, his gaze distant. "Am I?" Keith, ready to speak further, paused, an idea forming. Could this be related to Nyla? "Ethan, have you seen Nyla today?" Keith's inquiry seemed less like a question and more like an exploration into Ethan's deepest feelings.

For years, Ethan had never confessed his feelings for Nyla. Keith couldn't understand what he was thinking. "Yes." "Even after all this time, you're still not ready to admit it?" Keith questioned, sitting across from him. The light caught his silver cross stud earrings, casting judgmental glimmers. He often cautioned against stubbornness, warning that it could cost one everything they cherished. Ethan had indeed lost much. "Look, Ethan, it's been four years. If you hadn't cared for Nyla before, I'd hold my peace.

But I've seen how tirelessly you've searched for her these past years, how you've deferred your own plans just to ensure her safety. Ethan, drop the pretense that you're indifferent to those you deem unworthy. It's just an excuse. Are you really the same man you were?" Keith's intensity grew with each word. Lλtєѕτ чhαρτєrѕ ιn glɳovєls. Ethan opened his eyes slowly, locking eyes with Keith. "You're right," he admitted, his voice rough with emotion. Keith exhaled deeply, relieved. "You're finally honest with yourself." "Nyla is now remarried, with a child.

You warned me I'd regret it, and in some ways, you were right," Ethan admitted before standing and setting his bottle on the table. "Let's end the investigations. Call everyone back." The door shut quietly, sealing the conversation. Keith stood frozen, speechless. How was it possible for Nyla to be remarried? Weren't she and Ethan still legally bound? How could she have a child? On the day Ethan came to terms with his feelings, he also discovered that Nyla had moved on and started a new life. The revelation felt less like a wound and more like karma for his past misdeeds. . . .