Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 103

Lawrence’s eyes stung with heat, but he stayed silent.

“You’ve got a wife, a kid, a perfect little family, and still you keep showing up in my life. You don’t even want me to date anyone else, and then you turn around and say you love me? Do you ever listen to yourself? It’s ridiculous.”

Bonnie felt empty inside, tired of arguing. “Sometimes I wonder if my memories are mixed up… Like maybe I was the one who cheated, not you, and now you’re here to punish me for it. Lawrence, we’re not kids anymore. There’s no deep grudge between us. Can’t we just go our separate ways in peace?”

Lawrence’s eyes turned bright red as he begged her, voice raw. “Please, don’t say that. I’m begging you.”

Bonnie let out a long, heavy sigh. “I’m tired, Lawrence. Really tired.”

“Just give me some time,” he said quickly, afraid of the way she looked at him — not angry or even sad, just done. “Candie, just give me a little time. Give me one more chance. I can’t lose you. I mean it, I really can’t.”

He always thought he could get by, just cruise through the rest of his life on autopilot. But the second he saw Bonnie after coming back, he knew he’d been lying to himself.

He wasn’t meant to spend his life chained up to something that had long since died.

Lawrence locked eyes with her, desperate. “Just a few days, or a few weeks, that’s all I’m asking. Don’t shut me out completely, not yet. Please, Candie. Please wait for me.”

Bonnie had seen that look a thousand times — Lawrence making promises, apologizing, staring at her like she was the only one in his universe.

But she’d been the fool too many times, always believing him. She couldn’t do it anymore. If she gave in again, she’d lose herself completely.

Her eyes burned. She squeezed her fist tight, digging her nails into her palm, grounding herself. Her voice shook with anger. “Wait for what? For you to leave Hannah? For you to walk away from your wife and kid and then come crawling back to me? Lawrence, if you want to mess up your life, go ahead, but don’t drag me down with you.”

It reminded her of the stubborn Lawrence from back when they first got together. The night she turned him down, he waited outside all night, wild-eyed and desperate just like he was now.

She tried to keep her cool, even as her heart raced. “Don’t do this. You were the one who broke up with me three years ago. You used me to make Hannah jealous. You were the one who slept with Hannah and started a family with her. So why are you here, acting like you can’t move on, acting like you’re so in love? Lawrence, seeing you like this just makes me sick. Honestly, it makes me want to puke. We should just be strangers from now on and never cross paths again.”

Lawrence was shaking now, chest heaving, whole body rigid. Her words sliced through him, and when she said she didn’t love him anymore, it just broke the last string holding him together.

He pulled her tightly into his arms, trapping her, one arm locking her shoulders, the other pinning her around the waist.

His grip was fierce, unyielding.

Almost in a growl, right in her ear, he said, “Bonnie!”