Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 482

Over the past month, Bonnie had slowly grown entirely dependent on him. They had become so comfortable with each other that instead of feeling guilty, she playfully glared at him, a subtle pout on her lips.

"If I told her, she'd immediately figure out you were the guy messaging me two years ago! I don't want to get yelled at."

Just imagining the disappointment in her mother's eyes made her shiver.

Lawrence shook his head with an affectionate sigh. "What's there to be scared of? You're going to have to rip the band-aid off eventually. It's going to happen sooner or later. Besides, I'm a pretty solid catch, right? How are you supposed to know if she approves if you never even tell her?"

He just didn't get it. Kids who grew up under immense academic pressure were hardwired to avoid confrontation with their parents at all costs.

Lawrence was built differently. Within two days, he had told Odette everything, and his dad had basically given him a pep talk to lock her down.

Bonnie knew she was being a coward, but she couldn't help it. Grabbing his wrists, she yanked his hands away from her face, suddenly defensive. "I haven't even officially agreed to date you yet! Telling her now is pointless. We'll deal with the future when we get there!"

Lawrence's eyes darkened, a predatory gleam in his gaze. "If I recall correctly, tomorrow is the final day of your little trial period. What's one day? Give me a straight answer right now. If it's a yes, we pack up, drive back, and I'll march right up to your mom's door to beg for forgiveness."

Bonnie wasn't having it. "Don't you dare! If you go behind my back and talk to my mom, I'll reject you right here, right now!"

Lawrence smirked, thoroughly enjoying himself. "So you're saying, if I keep my mouth shut, you'll say yes?"

Realizing she had walked straight into his trap, Bonnie sputtered. Shoving hard against his chest, she flared up like a cornered kitten. "Stop twisting my words! Just do what I say!"

Plus, he was dead serious about her. He had never looked at another girl. In his arrogant, fiercely devoted mind, they were already locked in. They were going to get married and be sickeningly happy for the rest of their lives.

His absolute confidence chipped away at her panic. Having Lawrence stand in the line of fire with her was infinitely better than facing the firing squad alone.

She nuzzled into his chest, entirely comfortable in his hold, while Lawrence continued stroking her back. Neither of them seemed to notice that despite not being 'official' yet, they were already treating each other like permanent fixtures.

After a long, quiet moment, her phone buzzed. They both looked down.

Shirley: [Nothing important. Go ahead with your stuff.]