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

Chapter 90: Caught off guard, Nyla nodded and responded, "Thank you, Jackson." With no further exchange, Jackson knocked on the office door and entered. Nyla was slightly taken aback. She was well-known within Crestwave Group, and if she worked as Ethan's secretary, people would surely gossip about them. She hadn't foreseen Ethan arranging a facade for her. She looked at the shut door, her gaze filled with a swirl of thoughts. What was Ethan truly aiming for with these arrangements?

The notion that Ethan might harbor feelings for her flickered through her mind, but she quickly dismissed it with a shake of her head. Concluding her business there, Nyla made her way to the hospital. There, she found that Claudine's condition had stabilized and discussed with the doctor Claudine's capability to travel. The doctor, taken aback, responded cautiously, "Are you certain about this? Currently, her condition is stable, which means travel by air should be safe. However, full recovery is unlikely. The treatment can only mitigate her symptoms, not eliminate them.

With optimal care, she might have up to eight more years." Nyla grasped the deeper implication. Given Claudine's deteriorating condition, partly due to treatment delays, it might be reasonable to halt further interventions. Several doctors had considered her condition incurable. "I appreciate your honesty. Yet, isn't the quality of life more important than anything else? Even if she only has five more years, we wish to pursue them," Nyla responded. Hayes was expected to be freed in two years, and Nyla's hope was for them to at least spend a few years together.

Claudine had endured, waiting for Hayes' return. Ethan had efficiently arranged for a doctor to accompany Claudine on the flight, ensuring her well-being. This gesture brought Nyla a comforting sense of security. This reminded her of her initial encounter with Ethan. Arriving at the Brooks household at eighteen, she was often tormented by the younger family members. She had once confided in Vicki, who blamed her for provoking the others and advised her to keep her distance.

Despite her efforts to avoid them, the bullying persisted-they pushed her into the pool and even locked her in a room with Stella's mastiff, delighting in her terror. Lᴀtｅst chᴀptєrs in glnovels.ο Then, one day, Ethan intervened upon witnessing Stella's harassment and dismissively questioned, "Don't you have anything better to do?" His words scattered the bullies. Nyla could still recall the cold, indifferent stare he gave her then-before he directed his assistant to tend to her injuries. It was at that moment that Nyla's feelings for him began to bud.

It must have been the long, exhausting day-or perhaps the hours Ethan had kept her preoccupied in the afternoon-that left Nyla utterly drained. By the time she returned to Cloudscape Mansion with her belongings, she barely had the energy to do more than drop the boxes near the sofa before collapsing onto it and falling asleep. When Ethan arrived, the first thing he noticed was her small, curled figure on the sofa. Two cardboard boxes sat untouched beside her, their contents still unpacked. She must have dozed off the moment she set them down. . . .