Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 7

After freshman military training was finally over, Bonnie headed home for the break. She hadn't even stepped through the front door before she could hear her parents arguing inside. Their voices cut right through her, loud and sharp.

The same old fight. It never changed. Her dad was complaining about his parents treating sons like treasures and daughters like afterthoughts. Her unemployed uncle mooched off everyone, her aunt was always bitter, and then there was Nash—Bonnie's cousin, the so-called golden boy, the one everyone believed would bring honor to the family.

It didn't matter that Nash's total grades weren't even as high as Bonnie's science score in a single subject. He was the family's pride, the future, the reason everyone acted like Bonnie didn't count for much. The thing her parents argued about most was why Bonnie wasn't a boy.

This time was no exception. Nash needed to sign up for extra classes and hire a tutor and, as always, he was short on cash. Bonnie could hear her dad on the phone, speaking like he was absolutely right.

“With Nash being the only White family heir, of course we need to help him out however we can,” he said.

Her mom’s voice sliced right back, cold and mocking. She called the whole White family idiots and said she wouldn’t lend a single cent. Every bit of money was staying right here, for Bonnie, for college, her master's, her PhD—even for going abroad to see the world.

“A girl doesn’t need so much education,” Bonnie could hear her father insist. “Someday it’s Nash who’ll keep the White family going.”

That’s when the yelling really took off. Something crashed so loud it made Bonnie flinch, but she was used to it—it had been this way for as long as she could remember. She felt so tired, like all her energy had been squeezed right out of her. Without even going inside, she turned around, walked back downstairs, and started wandering, nowhere in particular to go.

Lost in her own head, she crossed the street without looking and a sleek black Koenigsegg just barely brushed past her. She stumbled and landed hard on the pavement.

Lawrence's car. Brand new. He was planning to test it out at the Lane family’s racetrack.

Bonnie checked herself over. No real damage, just a scrape on her palm. Lawrence stepped over and offered his hand, but as soon as Bonnie saw who it was, she looked away and got up by herself.

He grinned, almost like he thought it was funny. “What, are you trying to scam me with a fake injury?”

Bonnie wasn’t much for small talk. She ducked her head and apologized softly. As she started to leave, Lawrence called out, his voice full of interest and just a hint of a challenge.

“Wanna go for a ride?”

He didn’t ask if she wanted to, but if she dared.

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