All Chapters of When I'm Not Loving You: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The first light of dawn began to glow on the horizon.Aria hadn't slept the entire night.She had thought about so many things.Realistically, she could’ve chosen to stay hidden, lying low until Micheal gradually loosened the search. Then she could sneak into the Smith family villa to uncover the truth.But she couldn’t bring herself not to send her grandfather off one last time.It wasn’t just Micheal who had a deep bond with the old man—she did too.She would expose Ruby today.That heartless, venomous woman didn’t deserve to accompany Grandpa to his final resting place.Just thinking that Ruby was the one who killed him made Aria sick to her stomach.She couldn’t allow that woman to remain by his side, not even in death.And who knows—maybe she'd get lucky and stumble upon some clue while she was there.Aria changed into a new outfit and put on heavy makeup.She wore a pair of old-fashioned, thick-rimmed glasses, transforming herself into a completely different person.This time, as

A black Maybach slowly rolled to a stop in the villa’s courtyard.Pushing the door open, the villa inside was cold and quiet—everything was the same, and yet nothing was. Micheal hadn’t returned here for days now. He’d been living and working at the company ever since.Now that the old man was gone… and Aria—the woman he personally burned alive—was gone too, the entire place felt hollow, devoid of any trace of life or warmth.The only reason he came back tonight was because tomorrow marked the seventh day since his grandfather’s passing. He wanted to offer a stick of incense first thing in the morning.All the household staff had been dismissed. These days, only part-time cleaners came by to keep the place tidy.Micheal walked to the bar and pulled out two bottles of liquor. He needed a drink. Ever since his grandfather was buried, drinking had become a daily ritual.Whiskey. Air-shipped from Europe.Out of habit, he grabbed two wine glasses. One he filled with whiskey. The other… inst

An hour later, Micheal opened his email and began scrolling through the reports his assistant had just sent over.The wine had been tested—sure enough, it contained an aphrodisiac.There were only two people in the villa: Ruby and him. And it was Ruby who poured the drink. No one else could have tampered with it.He shifted his attention to Ruby’s communication records from the past six months. As his gaze scanned over the log, he paused when he saw a certain number that looked oddly familiar.Ruby hadn’t saved a name for that contact. The label was blank.But if it were someone she didn’t know, would she really be calling them every day? Sometimes even multiple times a day?What kind of conversation needed to happen several times a day, every day?The more he looked, the more uneasy he became.He quickly took out his own phone and opened his blacklist. Within seconds, he confirmed the identity tied to that number.Impossible.No one would’ve guessed Ruby knew that person—let alone tal

“Sir, may I ask what you need?”“The best baby formula you have—something suitable for newborns.”“Of course, right away. How many cans would you like?”“Ten. And get some clothes too. Anything that fits her—two sets of each.”“Two sets of each?” The clerk was stunned. That would be dozens of outfits—there were so many styles in the store.“Yes. However many you have, I’ll take them all. Oh, and change her diaper first, then prepare a bottle of formula. She’s hungry.”“Right away.” The clerk took one look at Micheal and didn’t worry for a second that he’d skip out on paying. Even holding a tiny baby, he exuded an aura of power and nobility—like a god descending to the mortal world. It was something ordinary people couldn’t even hope to match.Once the formula was ready, Micheal watched as the clerk tested the temperature. “Also, pick out a few books on parenting for me,” he added. It looked like he’d have to learn how to raise a child from scratch.Fifteen minutes later, the counter in

"Aria, you're finally awake. Should I notify your mom?" Philip asked, his eyes full of concern as he looked at the girl he'd grown up with. Her entire body had suffered severe burns. When she was pulled out of the cremation chamber, there wasn't a single spot of uninjured skin left.She had been unconscious for days. Philip had almost believed she would never wake up again.At the mention of "mom," Aria's body trembled. "No need. Once I can move, I'll go see her myself."At the time, Aria had thought that since she had woken up, she’d soon be able to get out of bed and return to a world bathed in sunlight. But as time passed, she realized how naïve she had been.With severe burns covering her body, in order to prevent organ infection, she couldn’t even think about going outside—she couldn’t even get out of bed.Fortunately, Philip and his outed boyfriend helped feed her, while nurses bathed her. Without them, she wouldn’t have survived.The burned areas required ongoing treatment in or