Chapter 116
\nThree Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 116<\/p>\n
Bonnie realized the world was slipping into silence again.<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t complete\u2014there was still that constant buzzing in her ears, like a broken old radio, and the fading, broken bits of people talking in the background. Mostly, though, it felt like both her ears were stuffed full of wire wool. Every sound was muffled and painful, everything blocked out, leaving her in a sea of sharp discomfort where words couldn\u2019t reach her.<\/p>\n
She was no stranger to this. Bonnie didn\u2019t get sick often, but when she did, it always hit hard. She hated hospitals, so she usually let things drag on for weeks. Whenever she fell ill, it often triggered these terrible earaches. At their worst, they came with ringing so loud and fierce, nothing else could get through.<\/p>\n
Back in the airport bathroom, it hadn\u2019t just been her left ear that got hurt. Those people hadn\u2019t held back\u2014they slapped her everywhere with no mercy.<\/p>\n
Her left ear had gotten the worst of it.<\/p>\n
Bonnie wanted to raise her hand to rub her right ear, see if she could ease the pain, but Lawrence caught her arm and gently pinned it down before she even really moved.<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t have the strength to fight. She felt like a stranded fish, dried out in the sun, half-alive and inching closer to the end, so escape didn\u2019t matter anymore.<\/p>\n
With a pale face and a strange, calm stillness, Bonnie just stared at Lawrence, watching his mouth move, seeing words form but catching no sound.<\/p>\n
Lawrence\u2019s panic was written all over his face. He cupped Bonnie\u2019s cheeks, called her name again and again, desperate, but Bonnie didn\u2019t so much as blink.<\/p>\n
She looked at him quietly, her eyes still and deep, unreadable, like a slow, endless river.<\/p>\n
Lawrence\u2019s voice cracked as he tried to pull her back. \u201cCandie, what\u2019s wrong? Why aren\u2019t you mad? Why aren\u2019t you yelling at me or hitting me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Please, he thought, anything but this. Don\u2019t go quiet on me. Don\u2019t just sit there empty.<\/p>\n
He was scared in a way he hadn\u2019t felt in a long time.<\/p>\n
He wrapped her gently in his arms, pressing shaky kisses to the messy hair at the top of her head. For a long moment, Bonnie didn\u2019t move. Eventually, she raised her right hand\u2014the one not hooked up to an IV\u2014and weakly pushed him away, just enough so she could breathe.<\/p>\n
It explained everything: why Bonnie hadn\u2019t flinched, hadn\u2019t looked shocked, hadn\u2019t even paused to react. She hadn\u2019t heard a word.<\/p>\n
A crushing wave of anxiety, regret, and guilt washed through Lawrence. Not only had he failed to clear things up, he\u2019d hurt her again, left her even more alone and afraid.<\/p>\n
He kept getting it wrong. Over and over.<\/p>\n
Lawrence blinked back tears. He reached out and smoothed Bonnie\u2019s hair with shaking hands. She didn\u2019t fight him. She just stared at her own hand where the needle was taped to her pale skin.<\/p>\n
She looked so breakable, so ghostly, like the slightest touch could make her vanish.<\/p>\n
Looking at this beautiful, gentle girl, Lawrence couldn\u2019t imagine Shirley being that cruel to her. And if Shirley could\u2014what else didn\u2019t he know?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-784","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/784","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=784"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}