Chapter 352
\nThree Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 352<\/p>\n
Lawrence shot up from the couch like a kid caught doing something wrong, still clutching June. At his towering height, he bumped right into the heavy French chandelier hanging above the coffee table with a loud thud, sending it swinging wildly.<\/p>\n
His ears burned crimson. He reached up to steady the fixture, then carefully set June on the floor. He had a pretty good idea of what she was going to say.<\/p>\n
Before she could get the words out, he grabbed his phone, feigning nonchalance as he backed toward the door. “It’s getting late. I should head out. Get some rest, don’t stay up too late.”<\/p>\n
Without waiting for a response, he slipped out the door, looking every bit like a man fleeing a crime scene.<\/p>\n
Bonnie stared at the closed door in stunned silence.<\/p>\n
She had only been about to ask him to toss her the phone charger by the couch.<\/p>\n
But his abrupt exit was a good reminder\u2014it really was time for him to leave.<\/p>\n
She pinched the bridge of her nose, suddenly losing her momentum for drafting. Wrapping things up, she decided to have Perry take over tomorrow at the studio.<\/p>\n
She packed away her laptop and blueprints, then inexplicably found herself hopping out to the balcony. Leaning against the railing, she looked down.<\/p>\n
Lawrence had just reached the sidewalk and stopped, looking straight up at her balcony. Their eyes locked, both of them freezing in surprise.<\/p>\n
Bonnie recovered first. She gave a curt nod, casually grabbed a few pieces of dry laundry from the rack, and went back inside without another glance.<\/p>\n
Down below, Lawrence stood in the suffocatingly muggy Oasinia night air.<\/p>\n
She had just been bringing in the laundry.<\/p>\n
He turned, got into his car, and let his head drop heavily against the headrest, exhaling a long, ragged breath.<\/p>\n
After a moment, he pulled off his glasses and rubbed the heel of his palm against his forehead, overwhelmed with frustration.<\/p>\n
[I made breakfast and brought it over. I’d like to drive you to work. You’re injured, and I have a car. Let me help you out these next few days. Please?]<\/p>\n
Bonnie had just finished getting ready and hadn’t started breakfast yet. Reading the message on the edge of her bed, she zoned out for a moment.<\/p>\n
Then, she hopped out to the balcony and peered over the edge. His car was parked under the sycamore trees. He was leaning against the hood, a thermal lunchbox in hand, compulsively checking his phone.<\/p>\n
He was already here.<\/p>\n
The text was just a careful way of giving her an out if she was annoyed.<\/p>\n
She thought about it, then typed: [No need. I already ate. The studio is close, I don’t need a ride.]<\/p>\n
After hitting send, she stayed on the balcony to watch. Down below, Lawrence immediately opened the text. Even from this distance, she saw his shoulders slump dramatically.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-1020","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/1020","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1020"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}