Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 535

Hannah had built a psychological cage for herself, violently rejecting everything from the outside world while stubbornly clinging to her fabricated romance. No matter how much her family and friends cared, or how much blood, sweat, and tears they poured into her treatment, she refused to back away from that suffocating mental dead end.

She failed everyone who loved her, and ultimately, she failed herself.

She even grew to resent Carl and Odette, spewing venomous, chilling insults that broke their hearts. It was pathetic, infuriating, and profoundly tragic.

But as the years slipped by, Bonnie had long since forgotten about her. When Lawrence mentioned the update, she simply listened and let it go.

Right around the time Bonnie finished her master's degree, Hannah passed away in the United States. Odette and Carl flew out to arrange the funeral, bringing her ashes back home to be laid to rest right beside Jeniffer's grave.

On the day of the burial, Odette sat alone at the cemetery for a long time. After that, Hannah's name was never spoken in their home again.

The following September, Lawrence and Bonnie got engaged. Having absorbed years of intensive mentoring, Bonnie declined to pursue a Ph.D. Instead, she launched her own company, pioneering cutting-edge tech in the AI Industry.

It was a massive career pivot.

When she turned thirty and her business was finally stable, they walked down the aisle.

After more than a decade of being wildly in love, their wedding was a spectacular, lavish affair. Lawrence might not have been the most visibly emotional groom, but he was undoubtedly the most nervous. He was sweating bullets the entire day.

Bonnie was a little worried. For years, Lawrence had operated with this quiet, simmering urgency, though nothing else seemed amiss. Whenever she asked, he'd just brush it off with a smile.

She made a mental note to properly interrogate him once the reception was over.

But their wedding night quickly dissolved into pure, scorching heat. Lawrence was more voracious than he had ever been. There was a desperate, almost predatory edge to his touch, leaving Bonnie with the dizzying illusion that the world was about to end, and he needed to burn through every last drop of his existence with her.

In the breathless aftermath, as he held her flush against his chest, a muffled, almost imperceptible sob caught in his throat. He kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her lips with a devastating reluctance.

It was a heavy, lingering kiss, so thick with emotion that Bonnie simply melted into it, completely unaware that anything was wrong.

Lawrence whispered in his heart: Candie, goodbye.

Eleven years. It was more than enough. It was a miracle from heaven, and he couldn't afford to be greedy.

He closed his eyes, wrapping his arms tightly around the glistening, exhausted woman in his embrace. He memorized her warmth, her soft shudders, her racing heartbeat, and the overwhelming, suffocating love she had for him.

How incredibly lucky I am, he thought.

Bonnie felt him trembling. Wrapping her soft arms around his neck, she pulled him in for another languid kiss. Mid-embrace, the man above her suddenly jolted as if struck by lightning, his eyes flying open in sheer disbelief.

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