Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 470

The dining hall was an absolute madhouse, packed wall-to-wall with freshmen practically swimming in their oversized green drill uniforms. Lawrence swept his gaze over the sea of identical olive drab, feeling like he was searching for a needle in a haystack.

He paced the floor, scanning every table, but Bonnie was nowhere to be found. He considered checking the second floor, but quickly realized this wasn't the place to confront her. The noise was deafening, and knowing how easily she embarrassed, cornering her in front of half the freshman class was a terrible idea.

Lawrence paused, thinking it over before spinning around and walking out the front doors. He pulled out his phone and opened WhatsApp. The very first chat pinned to the top of his screen was Bonnie's. A cruel irony, considering he was the only one who still had the chat history.

He tapped on her cartoon kite profile picture, staring at the screen filled with nothing but those glaring, jagged red exclamation marks. A heavy sigh tore out of him. He still had no idea how he managed to survive the last two years without losing his mind.

He missed her so much it physically hurt, but he was terrified of pushing her away further. When she told him to never contact her again, Lawrence genuinely felt like someone had driven a spike through his chest and stolen his oxygen.

He couldn't eat. He couldn't sleep. The suffocating pressure in his chest was unrelenting.

It took him months just to function normally again.

Once he got to college, he threw himself into a brutal schedule, burying his feelings under a mountain of competitions and student organizations. Naturally, girls threw themselves at him, but he shot down every single one without a second glance.

His heart was already occupied. Bonnie had claimed every square inch of it, leaving zero room for anyone else.

His original plan was to reach out the second she graduated high school, but his courage had failed him. He dragged his feet for months, overthinking every possible disaster.

Lawrence was usually a guy who moved with ruthless execution, but when it came to Bonnie, he second-guessed absolutely everything.

What if she had completely forgotten about him over the last two years? If he randomly sent a friend request out of the blue, would it freak her out?

What if she flat-out rejected him?

"Helen," Bonnie asked, her voice dropping a fraction, "does your family care that you're dating Ned? Do they ever try to stop you?"

Helen scoffed. "Stop us? Why would they? Ned is the luckiest guy on earth to have me. His English grades are garbage, and I practically tutor him full-time to keep him passing. As long as we aren't doing anything reckless, my parents turn a blind eye. Plus, we practically grew up in the same sandbox. Our families are super close. I'm pretty sure our parents wanted us to date more than we did."

An intense, painful wave of envy washed over Bonnie. Helen was the complete opposite of her—carefree, bold, and unapologetically open. It was so obvious she was raised in a warm, relaxed environment.

Unlike Bonnie. Even now, hundreds of miles away in college, the mere thought of dating sent a spike of pure anxiety straight to her heart. All she could picture were Shirley's piercing, judgmental eyes.

It wasn't that Shirley had explicitly banned her from dating; it was the suffocating interrogation that would inevitably follow. If Bonnie ever dared to tell her mother she was taking a romantic out-of-town trip with a boy, Shirley would lock her in her room.

It didn't matter that Bonnie was incredibly disciplined and would never do anything reckless. To her parents, she would never be anything more than a naive child incapable of making her own choices.