Chapter 372
\nThree Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 372<\/p>\n
Tears fell against her neck, sliding down toward her collarbone, leaving a damp, cool trail.<\/p>\n
Bonnie used a bit of strength to gently break free from his tight embrace. She pulled the suit jacket tighter around her shoulders and kept walking forward with her head down.<\/p>\n
“Candie!” Lawrence called out in a panic.<\/p>\n
He watched her figure\u2014a woman who would never again wait in place for him\u2014and the floodgates in his heart finally burst open, the emotions rushing out desperately.<\/p>\n
Taking a deep breath, he was on the verge of breaking down. “Bonnie! What do you want me to do?!”<\/p>\n
“I’ve made so many mistakes. I’ve hurt you so many times. I have no right to beg for us to get back together. I’m terrified of upsetting you, of annoying you, of making you even the slightest bit unhappy. It’s not out of guilt; it’s because you truly mean that much to me.”<\/p>\n
Lawrence forced himself to take a few restrained steps forward. Under the dim streetlights, her paused silhouette acted as a beacon guiding him.<\/p>\n
“Because you matter to me, I’m scared. I’m scared of not seeing you, not hearing your voice, not seeing your smile. I told myself I couldn’t be a nuisance, couldn’t give you a reason to push me away. I had to monitor your mood constantly. If there was even a hint that you didn’t want to see me, I’d hide. I’d run. That way, at least you wouldn’t kick me out directly…”<\/p>\n
He let out a self-deprecating laugh. “Yes, I admit it. I got a little carried away in Oasinia. Seeing how naturally we got along, I became greedy again. I got selfish. I couldn’t bear to let go. I kept finding excuses and opportunities to be near you. I wanted to treat you well, but I never felt like I was groveling or walking on eggshells. I just couldn’t figure out the right way to love you anymore.”<\/p>\n
From the very beginning, he had never truly done anything for her; he had only brought pain. He had no idea how to give her everything he had.<\/p>\n
His money? His status? His power?<\/p>\n
She was like a full moon, illuminating his bleak existence. What ghost, staring up from the absolute bottom of a canyon, wouldn’t long for the moon to appear?<\/p>\n
What ghost wouldn’t be terrified of angering or losing that moon?<\/p>\n
Lawrence’s voice was low but steady. “Candie, this isn’t me living in the past or being immature. It’s because you are too important to me. I can’t afford to lose you. Even if we don’t get back together, I never want you to think of me as an unrepentant bastard who forces his way into your life.”<\/p>\n
“I care, which is why I’ve been so careful just to stay by your side. Maybe in your eyes, I’m not being rational, and maybe I haven’t let go, but I refuse to accept your claim that I’m using the past to torture you.”<\/p>\n
“I’ve died once already. I know just how incredibly rare it is to be alive and to earn your forgiveness. I only wanted to do everything in my power to protect this hard-won, peaceful time we have together.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-1040","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/1040","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=1040"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}