Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 512

During her junior year, Bonnie headed to the US as an exchange student. Lawrence had already transferred there six months prior to start his master's degree. For a brief, excruciating period, they endured the trials of long-distance love. But Lawrence, as always, gave her absolute security. When Bonnie first arrived in the States, she struggled to adapt. The stress made her lash out, and she constantly directed her frustration at him. She was incredibly spoiled by him. In all their years together, no matter how unreasonable she was, Lawrence had never once lost his temper or raised his voice at her. Sometimes, guilt would creep in, and she would wonder if she was pushing him too hard. But Lawrence always kissed her and told her there was nowhere else he'd rather be. He was hopelessly addicted to her. Over time, it just became the bedrock of their dynamic. Any other way would have felt wrong. After a year in the US, her exchange program ended. Lawrence, meanwhile, had begun building his own company. He flew back to the States after dropping her off at home, throwing himself entirely into the brutal grind of his startup. Back home, Bonnie was drowning in her own workload, frantically prepping for grad school entrance exams and finalizing her senior design thesis. She didn't have a single second to breathe. Yet, despite the distance and the chaos, they video-called every single day. They texted constantly, sharing the mundane details of their lives. The passion never faded, not even a fraction of what Bonnie had feared when he first left. She missed him fiercely, but it only fueled her drive to work harder, determined to stand on equal footing with him. By the time Bonnie started her master's, the architectural industry was beginning to plateau. Instead of continuing in the field, she pivoted, pursuing a different major at The Cabinda University. Around the same time, Lawrence moved back permanently to take his place within his family's corporate empire. After years of dating and surviving a brutal long-distance stretch, the physical distance between them was finally gone. Their relationship deepened instantly. Lawrence proposed they get officially engaged, promising to plan the wedding the moment she finished her master's and settled into her career. Bonnie didn't hesitate. Neither did their families. To both sets of parents, Lawrence and Bonnie were a point of immense pride—two people who had constantly pushed each other to grow and succeed. The families picked a perfect date and threw a lavish, high-society engagement party. Bonnie and Lawrence seamlessly transitioned into their new roles. He was her fiancé; she was his fiancée. Their day-to-day life didn't drastically change after the engagement. They were as inseparable as ever. But if Bonnie had to pinpoint one difference, it was that Lawrence still had that strange, lingering edge to him. It was the same hyper-vigilance he had shown back in Verdania during her freshman year. She couldn't fully articulate it, but it was as if he loved her so fiercely it terrified him. He treated her like she might vanish into thin air at any moment. The power dynamic of insecurity had completely flipped, leaving Lawrence as the one constantly terrified of losing her. Unable to shake the feeling, his only solution was to spoil her even more to soothe his own panic. When Bonnie finally confronted him about it, Lawrence admitted it was still the nightmare. He confessed that it had felt so viscerally real he sometimes struggled to separate it from reality. She reassured him endlessly, and while he smiled and nodded, she always felt he carried a sliver of that fear locked deep in his chest. As the years passed, Bonnie stopped pushing. It didn't negatively impact their relationship; if anything, he only worshipped her more. The year Bonnie graduated with her master's, they got married. The wedding was a breathtaking, grandiose affair. During their vows, the notoriously stoic Lawrence choked up, a moment Bonnie would mercilessly tease him about for years. They didn't sleep a wink on their wedding night. Exhausted but vibrating with adrenaline, they sat on the balcony of their penthouse suite, staring up at the stars. It felt exactly like that night on the mountain before they were officially dating—one of them in the tent, one outside, hearts racing with the thrill of unspoken tension. They talked until dawn, recounting the ten years that had led them to this moment. They were each other's entire world, bound together for all the decades left to come. As Lawrence kissed her with a slow, consuming devotion, he finally felt a true sense of peace. The nightmare hadn't returned in years, but that protective anxiety still flared up, a constant reminder to cherish the woman in his arms. After the wedding, Bonnie continued her academic career. While pursuing her Ph.D., she unexpectedly got pregnant. It wasn't planned—a rare failure of their usual precautions during a luxurious vacation. They were out on a private yacht, the ocean stretching endlessly around them in a blanket of calm blue. Curled up against Lawrence's chest, Bonnie made the decision silently. If she was pregnant, they were having a baby. They assumed one slip-up wouldn't result in anything, but a month later, while staring at a dense wall of text for her dissertation, Bonnie suddenly doubled over, violently nauseous. She joked that it was 'academic morning sickness.' A trip to the doctor confirmed it. The baby was meant to be, and they were at the perfect stage in their lives. They broke the news to their ecstatic parents, and Bonnie spent the next nine months balancing her research and her pregnancy. With Lawrence doting on her and managing her every need, the pregnancy was surprisingly smooth. Ten months later, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. She had massive, striking eyes that looked like dark obsidian. They named her Sloane Lane. They called her Slowie, mostly because the little girl was notoriously impatient. They hoped the nickname would remind her to slow down, and remind themselves to cherish every fleeting second before she grew up.