Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 179

Helen handed him her phone, showing a long screenshot. “Lawrence, your sweet ‘sister’ isn’t just a perfect ballerina, she’s a star at writing, too. Take a look at this. It’s packed with all those cozy stories about you two growing up together. Every word just nails Bonnie to the wall for everyone to see. Sometimes I honestly wonder if you ever cared about Bonnie at all. Otherwise, why would Hannah be so sure of herself?”

Lawrence took the phone, barely able to hold it steady. Every word Helen said felt heavy, like rocks dropping into his ears, grinding away until it hurt just to pay attention at all.

The article was full of memories about him and Hannah, lined up like facts. Only Lawrence knew what was real and what wasn’t. Yes, he had always treated Hannah like a sister, maybe tried too hard because he felt guilty for what her mom went through. Was it really wrong to look after her like family?

The rest, though—the so-called love letters, secret peeks, all those confessions and jealous fights, those sudden kisses and lingering hugs after some supposed moment of truth—none of that happened. Not a single thing. It was all made up.

He understood why Hannah might write something like that.

There was a sour metallic taste in his mouth. He wanted to explain, but nothing came out. This one article was enough to convince everyone that he and Bonnie had never really been in love at all.

He never realized words could cut this deep.

He felt dizzy, the world tilting around him. He was gasping for air, like a cornered animal with red, desperate eyes, already wounded and just waiting for the next blow.

“I used to worry every day she’d try something stupid. The more she acted tough, the more scared I got. The people who talk about dying are usually all talk, but the ones who really mean it… Sometimes all it takes is passing by a bridge for them to just step over the edge.”

Lawrence heard those words and felt like he’d been thrown into freezing water. At the same time, a wild fire flared in his chest, making his eyes burn.

“Just stop… please, stop…” He could barely get the words out, his voice ragged, already breaking.

Helen let out a harsh laugh. “You think after everything you put her through, Bonnie should just forgive you?”