Semua Bab THE BILLIONAIRE'S PRIVATE NURSE : Bab 31 - Bab 35

The call cut off, but Daphne’s voice clung to me like smoke, thick and suffocating, refusing to leave my lungs. I stared at the phone in my hand, her words replaying on loop—addict, job, life—until they weren’t just threats, they were truths already unfolding. Somewhere outside my window, I thought I heard footsteps pause, then laughter, too sharp to be a coincidence. My chest tightened. Was it paranoia, or had they already seen?Another vibration shook through my palm. A text from an unknown number: Slut nurse. Can’t wait for your patients to see this.My stomach flipped, bile burning the back of my throat. The walls of my apartment felt like they were shrinking; I couldn’t breathe, sit still, or watch my life collapse through a glass screen.My chest ached with the weight of her words, but a sharper panic cut through—my car was still back at the station. If she was right, if people were already watching, then it was a beacon with my name on it.I snatched my hoodie off the chair, s

The moment his voice slid into the air, my body reacted before my mind could. I shot to my feet, heart hammering, and bolted down the path away from him. Gravel crunched under my shoes, lungs burning as if I could somehow outrun his shadow. “Gabriella, wait!” Isaac’s voice chased me, sharp and commanding. “Stay away from me!” I didn’t stop. Couldn’t. My throat tore as I shouted, “How did you find me?” I didn’t wait for his answer. Instead, I screamed the only name that made sense— “Leah!” I burst back inside, the air colder, heavier. Leah was there, standing in the center of the room. And then I saw it—her eyes locked with Isaac’s. A silent recognition. My stomach dropped. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “No. No, no…” Leah was standing in the living room, a glass in her hand. Her eyes flicked toward Isaac as he stepped through the doorway. The silence between them told me everything before her mouth ever moved. They knew each other. “No,” I whispered, shaking my h

“You think you can protect her from me?” Daphne hissed, too close, her perfume choking me more than the air itself.Something inside me snapped. My hand shot to her throat, pressing her against the wall. Her pulse hammered beneath my fingers as I squeezed, and still—still—she laughed. A low, wicked sound that scraped against my bones.“Always a step ahead of you, Isaac,” she whispered, lips curling despite the pressure. “You’ll never win.”I squeezed harder, fury tunnelling my vision red. And then—The door creaked.A maid froze in the threshold, her eyes wide, a tray clattering in her hands, shocked and confused.The reality of what I was doing hit me like ice water. I released Daphne with a shove, stepping back. She smoothed her throat, straightening as if she hadn’t nearly been crushed. Then she smiled. That awful, triumphant smile.“I’ll destroy you myself,” she said, voice smooth as glass, “before I ever let someone else have you.”I stormed out before I did something I couldn’t