Chapter 43
\nThree Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 43<\/p>\n
Lawrence was soaked. The rain clung to him, water dripping from his hair onto Bonnie\u2019s spotless floors. He didn\u2019t care that he was making a mess. In his hands were medicine and a glass of water as he lowered himself onto one knee in front of her.<\/p>\n
\u201cTake your medicine, please,\u201d he said, his voice almost a whisper. \u201cWill you do it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Bonnie stared down at him from above. It had been three years since she\u2019d seen him last, and he was different now. Gone was that cocky, reckless spark in his eyes.<\/p>\n
The suit was wrinkled, the shirt clinging to him with rain, dark hair hanging over his forehead, and he just looked\u2026 lost. Small, somehow.<\/p>\n
Back when he tried to give her pills and she refused, he\u2019d already knelt like this before. First, he\u2019d try to coax a smile or a joke out of her. If it didn\u2019t work, he\u2019d run out of patience and force her to take the medicine, even holding her close and feeding her sips of water himself.<\/p>\n
Thinking of it now, her heart cracked wide open. It hurt so badly she thought she might not be able to breathe.<\/p>\n
For a split second, Bonnie almost believed those last three awful years hadn\u2019t happened at all. That Lawrence was still the same guy who watched over her, always putting her first.<\/p>\n
Not the man who clung to another woman, shoved her away, and told her she was boring.<\/p>\n
Gritting her teeth and fighting back tears, Bonnie shoved his hand away. She didn\u2019t bother to say a word.<\/p>\n
Lawrence knew her too well. When Bonnie got like this, there was nothing anyone could do to calm her down. He could only lower his voice and beg, \u201cDon\u2019t do this to yourself. I\u2019ll just leave the medicine here. When I\u2019m gone, please\u2026 take it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bonnie squeezed her eyes shut. She didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n
Lawrence set the glass and pills on the table. He looked at her face, pale as paper, and his chest tightened. He glanced around the apartment. Everything was lined up neat and tidy, not a thing out of place.<\/p>\n
He tried to say something. \u201cOur old place\u2014”<\/p>\n
Bonnie\u2019s temper broke. She raised her voice. \u201cGet out.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bonnie fished her ID from her purse and handed it over. \u201cI don\u2019t know him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lawrence said nothing. He didn\u2019t even try to explain himself.<\/p>\n
The officer, whose name tag read Aiken, glanced at Bonnie. \u201cJust so you know, lying to the police carries consequences. But either way, whether you know him or you don\u2019t, if there\u2019s been any harassment, we\u2019ll take care of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bonnie didn\u2019t know how the officer could tell, but after a few seconds, she admitted, \u201cWe do know each other. But he\u2019s been harassing me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lawrence\u2019s jaw clenched. He never thought \u201charassment\u201d would be a word used to describe anything between him and Bonnie.<\/p>\n
Aiken watched the two of them for a moment, turning Bonnie\u2019s ID in his hand. On it was a photo of her years ago, smiling, ponytail swinging, full of life. Somehow, it lined up with the memory he had of her\u2014on that snowy hill, refusing to give up, getting up again and again, bruised but smiling.<\/p>\n
So her name was Bonnie.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-711","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/711","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=711"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}