Semua Bab Her Heart’s Not Yours Anymore: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Kylie retreated out of the restroom. She didn't have the courage to face the whispers and gossip that awaited her.When she returned to the office, Lana noticed she was even paler than before and was immediately concerned."Kylie, you don't look well. You should go home and rest."Kylie gave a faint nod, then grabbed her bag and walked out of the office, heading for the elevator.She felt especially drained today. She really needed to get home and sleep, shutting everything out of her mind for the night.Ding!The elevator doors slid open.Just as Kylie was about to step inside, she looked up and froze. There, standing in the elevator, were two people who seemed like a perfect match.Zoey had her arm linked with Jonathan's, and a flirtatious smile was on her lips. On the other hand, Jonathan stood with a cold, distant expression.Kylie hesitated, unsure whether to enter or step back. She ended up standing still, not moving.Jonathan noticed her, and a smug grin tugged at the

Perhaps it was the rain, but in the middle of the night, Kylie woke up feeling unusually dizzy and lightheaded. Her forehead was burning hot to the touch.She struggled to sit up, her body heavy and weak. Her hands fumbled as she reached for the thermometer.A sudden fever—38.8 ℃.Thankfully, there was still half a bottle of fever medicine in the cabinet. Kylie didn't care if it was expired; she swallowed a pill without a second thought.After taking the medicine, she buried herself under the covers, letting exhaustion pull her back into sleep.In her groggy, feverish state, Kylie drifted into a long, disorienting dream.She found herself walking through a garden with Jonathan, his arm around her shoulders. They looked like a perfectly ordinary couple, at peace and happy together.Then, Jonathan took her hand and led her back to the villa. They ate together, talked together—everything felt sweet and intimate. But suddenly, thick smoke began to fill the villa, and a burning heat

Kylie hurried to the bathroom, running cold water over the burn on her hand and wrist. The searing pain had dulled a little, but the sharp, pulsing sting still throbbed in time with her heartbeat. Tears streamed down her face, and she knew deep down that Zoey had done it on purpose. Yet, her mouth remained shut, refusing to offer any explanation in front of Jonathan.-Meanwhile, Zoey was at the hospital, relieved to find her injury wasn't serious. Still, she insisted the doctor wrap her hand in thick bandages for dramatic effect.Pouting, Zoey turned to Jonathan. "Jon, I think you should get rid of that assistant of yours. She's so clumsy. One day, she's going to cause real trouble."Jonathan didn't respond, but Zoey wasn't done. "Jon, let me find someone more capable for you.""Are you trying to teach me how to do my job?"Jonathan's frown deepened, and his tone hardened, showing clear disapproval."I-I didn't mean that.""Then shut up."With that, Jonathan turned and walke

Michael smiled politely and made a gesture for Kylie to sit in the back seat.Although she used to sit side by side with Jonathan when they were together, their relationship was now strictly professional, which made Kylie feel awkward and uncomfortable.She sat in the back, curling up as much as possible to avoid taking up too much space, leaving a noticeable gap between her and Jonathan.The car drove on for some time before Jonathan spoke, his tone neutral. "Why are you sitting so far away?""Huh? No... I mean, it's nothing," Kylie stammered. She inched toward Jonathan but still kept her distance.Jonathan glanced down at her injured hand, noticing the still-visible blisters. He asked, a hint of concern in his voice, "Does it still hurt?"Kylie instinctively pulled her hand back from the seat, answering, "It's much better now."Jonathan nodded slightly, and the car was silent once more.Kylie's phone buzzed, signaling a new message. She turned slightly and opened the screen.

Maybe Isabella recognized Kylie as the hostess she had once bullied, but so what? A hostess was nothing to her. Isabella lifted the hem of her dress and strutted out of the makeup room, still walking with that same arrogant air.Kylie kept her head down and focused on sorting through her materials. But just then, her phone rang.It was Jonathan calling, and Kylie hurriedly answered.“Where are you?” His cool voice came through the receiver, but his tone was hard to read.“I’m in the staff lounge, just sorting through some materials,” she replied.There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Jonathan spoke again.“What are you doing in the staff lounge? Do you really think you’re one of the employees here?”Kylie could tell now that his tone was irritated. She quickly responded, “I’ll be right over, Mr. Sinclair.”She hung up, quickly closed her laptop, and rushed back to the V8 room.As she entered the private room, she immediately spotted Isabella on the floo