Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 187

“Don’t tell her anything…”

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Bonnie woke up feeling foggy, but at least her head wasn’t pounding. Before she even figured out where she was, the sound of running water drifted from the bathroom. She blinked a few times, trying to clear her mind. She realized she’d completely blacked out, but the memories from before she started drinking still lingered.

There had been all that online drama, angry fans, and then someone actually attacking her on the street. The image of that person’s back flashed through her mind. Now her head finally started to ache.

She sat up and rubbed her temples, glancing around. The coffee table and sofa looked freshly cleaned, which surprised her. Her voice came out scratchy. “Helen? What are you doing?”

Honestly, she never expected to see Helen up early, let alone cleaning her apartment. In the dorm, it was always Bonnie who tidied up after her.

She was still thinking about it when someone stepped out of the bathroom.

Bonnie stared, caught off guard. “Aiken? Why are you here? When did you even get in? Did you clean up?”

Aiken wiped his hands, walked over, and crouched beside her bed with a tired grin. “You really don’t remember anything after last night?”

She felt her cheeks warm. “I don’t usually drink. I think I totally blacked out. My mind’s just empty. Where did everyone else go?”

“They left,” Aiken answered softly, not quite meeting her eyes. “Come on, get up. I made some porridge for you. Drinking always messes with your stomach.”

Bonnie nodded, reluctantly dragging herself out of bed.

After washing up, she reached for her phone but noticed something dark at the corner of the nightstand. She was just about to check it out when Aiken showed up with her breakfast and set it on the coffee table.

He said, “The trending news online has been mostly pushed down. Yesterday, another colleague of mine got in touch with Hannah too.”

That got her attention. “What did Hannah say?”

“Hannah has her own lawyer. Officially, she claims the fans acted on their own, nothing to do with her. But she’s planning to say something online to calm things down. You should check it out—she posted an update this morning.”

Bonnie didn’t want to put pressure on him. She nodded and sat down for breakfast with Aiken.

As she ate, little flashes of memory kept popping up. She wasn’t sure if they were memories from being drunk or just strange dreams from the night before. Everything felt off, as if the night hadn’t really happened.

She absentmindedly touched her hair by her left temple. It felt a little damp, like she’d been caught in the rain. Out of nowhere, a line floated through her mind.

Lawrence, my apartment’s leaking.

She shook her head, convincing herself she must have dreamed it after passing out. With Helen and the others around, Lawrence showing up made no sense.

Bonnie finished her breakfast quietly. Her stomach felt so much better that she almost felt normal again.

She got up to handle the dishes, but Aiken was already at the sink. Watching him, she suddenly remembered the small gift she had picked out for him. When Aiken finished and started drying his hands, Bonnie called over, “Aiken, there’s a bag on the table by the door. That’s for you.”