Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 322

Bonnie stared down at her lap, silently weighing her options.

Finding this puppy had been a complete surprise, but the timing of Lawrence showing up at that exact moment had completely derailed her plans.

The puppy was tiny and sick, making it incredibly impractical to drag around during a move.

Seeing her hesitate, Lawrence panicked, terrified she might think he was using the dog as a manipulative excuse to force his way back into her life.

"Bonnie," he blurted out, "my transfer to Oasinia was a corporate decision approved by the board of directors. I swear, I didn't come here to intrude on your life."

Even as the words left his mouth, a wave of defeat washed over him. He claimed he wasn't intruding, yet here he was, sitting right beside her.

He scrambled to soften the blow. "I really just came today to wish you a happy graduation and give you some flowers. I planned to drop them off and leave immediately. Honestly."

He took a steadying breath. "And... I wanted to thank you in person. Bonnie, if it weren't for you, I'd probably be dead right now. A 'thank you' like that had to be said face-to-face."

Lawrence stared at her intently, his voice pulled tight like a wire. "Thank you, Bonnie."

He swallowed hard. "I'm not involved in the decision-making for the Magnolia Group project, either. I had no idea about it before I got here."

A cautious, almost fragile look flickered in his eyes. "If you don't feel comfortable leaving the puppy with me, I can help you find a good boarding facility—"

Hearing his rushed, desperate confession, Bonnie couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, cutting him off. "I know. You don't have to explain yourself."

If he truly wanted to intrude, he wouldn't have waited three long years to make a move.

"And you don't need to thank me," she continued softly. "Even though our breakup was ugly and left a lot of scars... honestly, I couldn't just stand by and watch you die."

Bonnie met his gaze with absolute candor. "We can't be a couple anymore, but we don't have to be enemies, either. Maybe just being one of many friends wouldn't be so bad."

Lawrence was struck by the clear, open light in her eyes. A complex knot of emotions tightened in his chest—a bittersweet ache, intertwined with a sudden surge of pride.

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