{"id":908,"date":"2026-09-28T13:24:40","date_gmt":"2026-09-28T13:24:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/chapter\/three-years-later-he-came-back-begging-240\/"},"modified":"2026-09-28T13:24:40","modified_gmt":"2026-09-28T13:24:40","slug":"three-years-later-he-came-back-begging-240","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"http:\/\/kampoengnews.com\/index.php\/chapter\/three-years-later-he-came-back-begging-240\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 240"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter 240<br \/>\nThree Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 240<\/p>\n<p>Bonnie had a complete set of ski gear for their trip to the mountains\u2014snowboard, snowsuit, protective pads, the works. Her base layers, however, had gotten a bit too tight, so she needed to pick up some new ones. Since Aiken hadn&#8217;t hit the slopes much since he started working, he needed to update his winter wardrobe too. They decided to make a day of it and hit the mall together.<\/p>\n<p>After browsing a few stores, Aiken&#8217;s hands were full of shopping bags, having successfully gathered everything they needed. Bonnie carried a single tote as they rode the escalator down to the supermarket to stock up on road-trip snacks. Their destination was Silver Ridge. Starting from the city of Thule, it would be a solid five-hour drive\u2014assuming the weather and roads held up. If their luck ran out, they could end up stranded on the highway waiting for the snowplows to clear the route.<\/p>\n<p>Bonnie was the type who got severely nauseous the second she felt hungry, so having snacks on hand was non-negotiable.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Did your time off get approved?&#8221; Bonnie asked, dropping her bag into the shopping cart. &#8220;Is your captain actually going to let you go?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I got banged up on this last mission, so I was supposed to take a few days of downtime anyway. They should approve it,&#8221; Aiken replied. &#8220;But I&#8217;ll probably have to head back to Cabinda right after New Year&#8217;s. Are you going to stay and ski by yourself, or come back with me?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Bonnie thought it over. &#8220;I think I&#8217;ll stay a few extra days. The scenery up north is supposed to be breathtaking, and I want to explore. It&#8217;s not every day you get to make a trip like this.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Aiken understood, though a pang of regret hit him. He wished he could stay and experience it with her. In his line of work, a few consecutive days off was an absolute luxury\u2014one he had only secured by getting injured.<\/p>\n<p>Catching onto his hesitation, Bonnie looked at him. &#8220;Is your injury going to be an issue? If we do ski, we can just stick to the bunny hills. Once you head back, I&#8217;ll tackle the harder runs.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Not a chance. This is Silver Ridge. It&#8217;s powder heaven,&#8221; Aiken protested with a grin. &#8220;Even if it means catching another concussion, I&#8217;ve got to see how good these slopes really are.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Bonnie knew he was just joking. She offered a soft smile and tossed a few of her favorite pastries into the cart.<\/p>\n<p>They paused in front of an aisle, chatting about the trip and tossing drinks and snacks into the basket. Distracted, they didn&#8217;t notice the other shoppers turning the corner until their carts collided with a jarring clatter.<\/p>\n<p>The sudden impact sent Bonnie stumbling forward. Aiken instinctively reached out, catching her waist to steady her.<\/p>\n<p>The sight of it formed a thick, suffocating lump in Odette&#8217;s throat. She had to swallow hard just to force out a sound.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Bonnie. What a surprise running into you,&#8221; Odette managed, her eyes drifting to the winter gear in their cart\u2014the hardshell jackets, goggles, and heavy gloves. &#8220;Are you two heading out on a trip?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Bonnie\u2019s fingers tightened around the handle of her cart. She gave a brief nod of confirmation, acutely aware of the heavy, piercing stare fixed on her. It felt entirely foreign, yet hauntingly familiar.<\/p>\n<p>Realistically, it had been a long time since she had last seen Lawrence. The last encounter had been during the height of the online scandal, when a deranged attacker had charged her on the street and Lawrence had thrown himself in the way, taking the brunt of a steaming cup of sludge.<\/p>\n<p>And then&#8230; there was that night. 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