Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 130

As Bonnie bent to push Jasper away, her scarf slid off her shoulders and bunched around her elbows, leaving her face completely exposed. She looked even paler than usual, like all the color had drained away, her expression cool and unreadable.

The truth was, she hardly knew what had really happened that night. Back when they’d just broken up, she couldn’t even bring herself to think about it. Any flicker of memory felt like a knife scraping bone.

She still remembered walking back into the city by herself, promising that no matter how hard Lawrence tried to apologize this time, she wouldn’t forgive him so easily.

On her way, Lawrence kept blowing up her phone with calls and messages, but Bonnie ignored every single one. It was winter break, so she couldn’t hide out at school, and she definitely wasn’t going back to The Observatory. She went home instead, turned her phone off, and locked herself in her room. Even then, every few minutes, she’d get up and peek through the curtains, checking to see if Lawrence was waiting outside like he used to.

She waited the whole night, but he never showed. Bonnie told herself maybe they were having some standoff, a silent war. Lawrence really had stopped trying to reach her. She put him on her blocked list, only to pull him out again a few hours later. The longer she waited with no word, the angrier she got—and the more stubborn she became about not reaching out herself.

But it hadn’t even occurred to her that Lawrence and Hannah were off drinking together at some hotel, and that he’d actually slept with Hannah, just letting Bonnie go like she never mattered.

That was real betrayal. It hurt in this raw, humiliating way—like everything she’d ever loved, trusted, or dreamed about had been ripped apart by Hannah’s constant games.

She didn’t want to know what Lawrence had said to Hannah in some drunken haze—if he’d whispered the same sweet things he once said to her, or made the same stupid promises boys always make. It didn’t matter. She just didn’t care anymore.

With an extra push, she finally got Jasper to let go. Her yogurt drink rolled onto the floor and she just let it go. Jasper bent down to pick it up, then tried to reach for her hand.

Bonnie shook him off. Jasper stumbled backward into his mother’s arms. He looked up at Bonnie, confused and a little hurt, his eyes wide and sad.

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