Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 391

Lawrence stroked her hair, his voice a soothing murmur. "With so many experts leading the team, everything will be fine. Besides, I'll be right here with you. Don't be afraid."

Bonnie did feel a deep sense of security now that Lawrence was here. Whenever she looked at the Magnolia Group banners and logos around the site, she used to wonder when he would arrive.

She had no idea how Dale found out about their relationship. When they first arrived in Highvale, Dale pointed at the truckloads of supplies and told her that Lawrence was a good kid—that the disaster zone held unimaginable dangers, and his willingness to come proved his absolute sincerity.

The comment had made Bonnie blush, but she couldn't deny the deep thrill it gave her to know Lawrence had followed her to Highvale.

With him here, she felt truly safe.

When she stayed silent, Lawrence rested his chin against the top of her head. "You aren't hurt, but how are you holding up emotionally?"

Bonnie was an incredibly empathetic person. Just passing through the disaster areas and seeing the survivors had been devastating for Lawrence; he could only imagine how hard it hit her.

He was certain she had been crying in secret.

Sure enough, Bonnie didn't answer, but her arms tightened fiercely around his waist. A moment later, Lawrence felt the thin fabric of his shirt growing wet with her tears.

Bonnie felt overwhelmingly fragile tonight—so fragile that she completely forgot she and Lawrence weren't officially a couple anymore.

Bonnie nodded, sniffing softly as she babbled whatever came to mind. "On the first day, we were inspecting a standing building when a brief aftershock hit. Dean Vance scraped his knee. He's not young anymore, and neither is Dale, but they're still pushing themselves to work through their illnesses."

"I used to think I was so capable because I could lead a project on my own. But now I realize I don't know anything. Why am I so useless? Dean Vance asked me if I knew about the Whiplash Effect. I remember reading about it in my mechanics textbooks, but I couldn't even recite the full theory..."

"When we get back, I'm getting certified. I'm taking the National Architect Certification exam. I don't care how impossible the pass rate is—I'm going to get it."

Lawrence didn't know whether his heart broke for her or if he just found her fiery determination endearing. It hardly seemed the time or place for a lighthearted joke.

Instead, he kept comforting her, reassuring her that she was already incredibly talented. He kissed the top of her head, then trailed his lips down to her forehead, tenderly kissing away the salty tears on her cheeks.