Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 521

Having lived for ninety-eight years, he was far past the age of hesitation.

Lawrence lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss to Bonnie's left ear. His hot breath brushed against the shell of her ear, sending a sharp tingle down her spine. She instinctively shrank against him as his deep voice resonated from above.

"It's not going too far. She crossed a line, and now she has to face the consequences. You don't need to worry about a single thing. My parents might have a blind spot when it comes to Hannah, but they aren't unreasonable. They would never blame you for this. None of this is your burden."

Bonnie wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, her voice muffled against his collar. "Are you sure? It just feels so wrong."

A profound tenderness melted Lawrence's heart. The Bonnie in his arms was still the insecure, deeply reliant young girl who secretly loved to act spoiled around him. She projected an icy, unapproachable exterior to the world, but inside, she was incredibly soft-hearted and fiercely kind.

If she wasn't, she wouldn't have forgiven him time and time again.

To be blessed with such an extraordinary woman—not just for one lifetime, but two—was the greatest gift imaginable. If he had to plunge into the eighteen levels of hell and endure every excruciating torture just to earn this, he would do it without a second thought.

Lawrence tilted her chin up and captured her lips, murmuring heavily against her mouth, "Don't be afraid. Just leave it to me. Let me handle everything."

His lips felt dangerously hot. Letting out a soft whimper, Bonnie melted into the kiss, matching his burning intensity. But as the kiss deepened, a furious blush crept across her cheeks.

They had shared countless intimate moments, but this was the first time Lawrence's kiss carried such an overpowering, absolute dominance.

She couldn't explain the instinct, but the lingering knot of anxiety in her chest was entirely eviscerated by the sheer force of his kiss.

When her lips grew numb, she gently pushed against his chest. Lawrence lingered for a few more seconds, pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose. His large palm slid down her spine in a slow, hypnotic rhythm, sending a delicious shiver through her body.

He vividly remembered his formidable rival in love. The man had enjoyed a meteoric rise in his career, becoming a highly respected, high-ranking police official in Cabinda. Yet, his personal life and health had been a tragic mess.

He had remained a bachelor his entire life, pouring every ounce of his soul into the police force.

Exhausted and overworked, he had died prematurely from an illness. Lawrence and Bonnie had even attended his memorial service together to pay their respects.

Reflecting on the past brought a nostalgic sigh to Lawrence's lips. He raised an eyebrow slightly, pulling Bonnie back for another kiss. "What else did you two chat about?"

Bonnie shot him a dry look. "We didn't get to chat about anything because you stormed over and yelled at him! I paid a fortune for those lessons, you know."

The corner of Lawrence's mouth hooked up into a smile. Seeing his calm, unbothered reaction—entirely devoid of his usual raging jealousy—Bonnie finally relaxed. She brought up Hannah one more time, but Lawrence simply brushed it off and drove them straight to The Observatory.