Love On Ice: Don't Leave Me, My Charming Liar - Chapter 350

Chapter 350:

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“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“My stomach hurts. I think I had too much ice,” Nyla replied.

Ethan saw her distress and guided her to his room, instead of a guest room.

“I’d rather go to a guest room,” Nyla said, feeling uneasy being in his private room, filled with memories of their time together.

Every moment spent on that bed—both joyful and painful—rushed back to her, causing her to lower her gaze in embarrassment.

“Stay here. What’s the matter? Aren’t you familiar with this place? Why are you shy?” Ethan teased, nudging her onto the bed, his hand brushing her waist.

He vaguely remembered there being some interesting things in the room. He opened a drawer and found various sex toys.

Ethan was bold in sex, and Nyla, though hesitant, often found herself swept up in the moment.

After a glance, Ethan closed the drawer and stood up, returning to his usual aloof demeanor, as if the passionate person from moments earlier had been someone entirely different.

Nyla lay on the bed, her chest rising and falling with each breath, gripping the sheets tightly.

“If you don’t want to attend the family dinner, stay here. Do not leave without my permission,” Ethan warned, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Nyla closed her eyes, knowing it was pointless to say anything.

The door clicked shut behind him.

Nyla wrapped herself in the blanket, clutching it as the pain in her stomach paled in comparison to the ache in her heart.

M𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓊𝓅𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝑔𝒶𝓁𝓃𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓈.𝒸𝑜𝓂

Meanwhile, Stella, who had quietly watched Ethan escort Nyla into the room, stood in a corner, frustration tugging at her as she bit her lip. Fully aware of the medicine’s purpose, she hadn’t expected Ethan to take Nyla to his room.

Her next plan now was to find a servant from the Brooks family.

Scanning the crowd, she spotted a young man delivering water to the Brooks family. A smirk crept onto her face as she made her way toward him.

For some reason, she felt a flutter in her chest and an unexpected warmth.

Shaking her head to dispel the thoughts, she avoided everyone else and made her way toward the young man.

“Oh no, something awful is happening!”

“In the garden over there… oh my gosh, there are two people who…”

At this hour, everyone was gathered in the main house for dinner when two individuals burst in with frantic shouts.

Roger, seated at the head of the table, furrowed his brow and demanded, “What exactly is going on?”

The two individuals hesitated, unsure whether they should speak up. Unable to withstand Roger’s commanding presence any longer, one of them finally stammered, “There are two people in the garden… engaging in inappropriate behavior. When we looked, we saw… we saw…”

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Message from Noah: Have a good afternoon dear readers. God loves you and Noah whishes you all the best. (˵ •̀ ᴗ – ˵ ) ✧

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