Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 260

Recovering from hypothermia required a gradual transition from cold to warm. Supported by a few people, Lawrence was helped back into the car, his entire body trembling violently.

Bonnie kept her eyes lowered, saying nothing. Victor turned on the heated seats and swung the car around. "There's a clinic back at the resort. I'll drop him off to get checked out, and I can take you to Silvania later, alright?"

"It's fine..." Bonnie and Lawrence said in unison.

Lawrence didn't dare say another word, nor did he risk a glance at the rearview mirror. He had no idea if Bonnie had recognized him, and his heart hammered wildly against his ribs, suspended in terror.

Bonnie slowly exhaled and looked away. "You don't need to do that. Let's just head back. I'm pretty cold myself."

Victor sighed, still visibly shaken. "Honestly, that scared the hell out of me. From a distance, we saw the person in the water wearing a yellow puffer jacket, and we thought it was you."

Bonnie's eyelashes fluttered. A suffocating weight settled in her chest. She forced her hands to relax, feigning nonchalance. "Really? Why would I ever go somewhere so dangerous?"

So why did he jump? Even if it had been her in the water, and he had saved her, did he actually think she would forgive him for everything he had done just because of this?

A saved life didn't automatically guarantee forgiveness. They were two completely different things.

"Haha, exactly. I didn't think you'd go down there either. You don't look like the type to cross a safety line just to take a flashy photo," Victor joked. "Besides, as soon as the kid drifted closer, I knew it wasn't you."

Glancing at Lawrence, he added, "But what were you thinking? You jumped in without a second's hesitation. Honestly, you seem like such a loner, but it turns out you've got a heart of gold. You totally changed my impression of you."

The frost on Lawrence's hair and eyelashes melted into cold water, dripping down his face. His ski mask clung uncomfortably to his skin. He was oscillating between freezing cold and burning hot, his breaths coming in heavy, ragged gasps.

Love might falter, but true character never faded.

Back then, Bonnie thought Lawrence was the perfect embodiment of everything she wanted in a partner. Being with him had always felt so positive, so optimistic, like everything was constantly moving upward.

He had given her courage and confidence, effortlessly absorbing and neutralizing all her negative energy.

Sometimes she treated him as a safe harbor for her emotions, pouring out all the intrusive thoughts, anxiety, self-doubt, and panic driven by her lack of security.

He had never once lost his patience.

From the bottom of her heart, Bonnie had admired him. She envied how he could be so inherently good, and still have enough goodness left over to care for everyone else.