Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 460

The song looped in silence for the rest of the ride. Bonnie kept her face turned slightly toward the window, but out of the corner of her eye, Lawrence's presence was impossible to ignore.

She had never been good at talking to people, especially boys, so sharing the music was a perfect buffer for the heavy tension between them.

Lawrence couldn't find a natural opening to say anything else, either. When they reached her stop, he handed the earbud back and followed her off the bus. He kept a respectful distance behind her—far enough that no nosy neighbors would get the wrong idea if they saw them together.

Just before turning into her neighborhood, Bonnie paused and looked back at him. Lawrence raised a hand and waved. The streetlights were too dim to read his expression, just as he couldn't tell if she was smiling.

Once she disappeared from view, Lawrence looked down and kicked the edge of the curb in frustration.

He groaned internally.

He had forgotten to ask for her WhatsApp again.

After a long moment, he turned and headed back toward the school. He could still make it in time for the second half of evening study hall.

When he reached the classroom, Shirley was standing by the door, keeping a hawk-like watch over the studying students. Seeing her, a spike of irrational guilt pierced Lawrence's chest, but he quickly straightened his posture and greeted her politely.

Shirley gave a curt nod and let him inside.

The moment he sat down and stared at his practice exam, the letters began to float off the page. He knew all the words, but absolutely nothing was registering in his brain.

He let out a long, slow breath, desperately trying to banish the distracting images from his mind.

...

Ever since that day at the mall, Bonnie felt like she was seeing Lawrence everywhere on campus.

As the math representative, running errands for the teacher was part of the job.

Carrying the heavy stack of graded papers, she walked down the stairs, flipping through them to find her own. She pulled it out: 146 points.

She was so engrossed in analyzing the one question she got wrong that she didn't notice the people standing in the stairwell landing until it was too late.

A girl was trying to hand a boy a wrapped gift.

It was painfully obvious what was happening. Feeling awkward for interrupting, Bonnie glanced up to apologize—and froze. The boy was Lawrence.

Lawrence was aggressively waving his hands in refusal. He looked like he was trying to bolt, but the girl had a desperate grip on his uniform sleeve.

Bonnie's sudden appearance shattered the heavy, awkward atmosphere. The girl's face flushed crimson. She bit her lip, shoved the box hard into Lawrence's chest, and bolted down the stairs.