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

Chapter 74: Bonnie raised a playful eyebrow, clearly amused. "Oh, really? It sounds like you have plans, Mr. Wheeler. Don't worry, I fully support Nyla's dating life. I wouldn't dream of interfering." "Bonnie!" Nyla's face burned a deeper shade of red. She pressed herself against the car door in anger, refusing to speak any further. Bonnie realized she'd pushed the joke too far. Although she was reluctant to admit her words had been a joke at all, she knew that if she didn't backtrack, Nyla might very well cut off contact with both her and Murray.

For the sake of their friendship, Bonnie quickly changed her tune. "My bad, Nyla. I'll make it up to you, I promise," she said, crossing her heart in a gesture of playful apology. Nyla wasn't really angry, but she refused to respond. Murray didn't press the issue, much to Nyla's relief. Since Nyla lived closer, Murray dropped her off first. Nyla suggested Bonnie stay over to save Murray the extra trip, but Bonnie insisted she had an early class and might not make it on time. Nyla didn't push it. Once they were alone in the quiet car, Bonnie's playful facade dropped.

Under the dim streetlights, she studied Murray with a subtle smile. "Mr. Wheeler, I hope you didn't take what I said seriously." "What if I did, Miss Olson?" Murray glanced at her in the rearview mirror, his tone both gentle and teasing. Bonnie sensed a calculating mind beneath his charming exterior, the gentle demeanor merely a carefully constructed mask. "I know you saw it. While it was rather unkind of me to use you to provoke Ethan, you must have enjoyed it on some level.

In that regard, he's already lost to you." Lάtєst chαptєrs ιν gαlnovєℓѕ.oм The car slowed to a stop outside Bonnie's apartment complex. Bonnie turned to find Murray looking directly at her. "So, Ethan hates me even more now. How will you compensate me, Miss Olson? I am rather interested in Nyla," he said, his final words revealing his true intentions. "Didn't you allow me to do exactly that, Mr. Wheeler? Why should I compensate you?" Bonnie challenged him directly. "Don't even think about using Nyla to get to Ethan.

Whatever issues you have with him, don't involve her, or I'll find a way to make you regret it." Murray chuckled softly, offering no verbal response. Bonnie opened the car door and stepped out, delivering one final piece of advice as she closed it. "She trusts you as a friend. Don't even consider betraying that trust." The sharp click of her heels on the pavement served as a clear warning, echoing in the quiet night. Murray lit a cigarette, taking a slow drag as he leaned back in his seat. The usual warmth in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a chilling coldness and a hint of mockery.

Friend? . . .