Lahat ng Kabanata ng The One She Loved to Hate: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

She turned slowly, eyes glassy with tears."Is she the only one in your head?"Jordyn had been there since the second they wheeled him into surgery.Doctors said the infection was bad—if it got worse, waking up was up to him.She hit the floor the moment she heard.Hadn't slept. Not once. Just waited, praying he'd say her name first.Why wasn't she ever enough?It was bad enough their parents picked Hailey. But Nolan?She met him first. Fell harder.She needed him to see—she was the one who belonged by his side.She was supposed to hate him.He'd wrecked her whole family. Left her with nothing.She should've hated him.But once she knew what he'd gone through, the feelings twisted. Deeper. Darker. Unshakable.She told herself the past didn't matter—just being with him was enough.But Hailey never left his mind.The year Hailey disappeared, Nolan said her name more times than Jordyn could count—always wasted.Jordyn hated her. Wanted her gone.And now that she finally

That evening, Peter tagged along with Nolan to a business dinner.Somewhere between the steak and dessert, someone brought up Robert.Everyone at the table knew the guy had been a creep. His death? Now just a running joke."Yo, did you hear? It happened right here. Robert rolled in with some girl—absolute knockout. I ran into him in the restroom, dude was bragging about taking her home. But get this—""What? Don't tell me he couldn't wait and went for it in the private room.""Ha! Nah. He didn't even get the chance. Turns out she had a boyfriend. Guy stormed in, flipped out, called her every name in the book. Said she'd hook up with anyone. Robert got wrecked. Funniest thing I've seen in ages."Peter flicked a glance at Nolan and muttered a curse.He knew who the girl was—Hailey.Right after that night, Nolan made him leak all of Robert's dirt to his wife.Robert didn't last much longer."But for real, that chick? She had that look. Soft skin, that innocent vibe. Bet she's in

Jordyn jolted awake—tied down, wrists and ankles strapped to the bed.Nolan was gone.Footsteps pounded outside. The door slammed open, and a bunch of people in white coats rushed in.Her pulse spiked.She was totally exposed, arms and legs locked in place.They laid out metal tools—cold, gleaming, brutal.Her face drained."Who are you? What is this?!"One of them glanced at her, deadpan. "Mr. Thorne said no anesthesia. Make it fast.""Yes, sir."They moved in.Jordyn thrashed, screaming for Nolan.The door opened again.He walked in, towel around his neck, fresh from a shower. Shampoo clung to his skin—but her eyes locked on the angry red patches across his chest. Scrubbed raw. Like he was trying to wipe her off him.Jordyn blinked, stunned. No time to process. Her eyes shot to him, desperate."Nolan, what are you doing?! Untie me—get them out of here!"Her voice cracked. Teeth chattering. Eyes on the cold metal tools. She didn't know what they were for, just that it

Hailey's nursing gig was way too intense for her to be on-call for Nolan 24/7.So, of course, he was planning to get her to quit.He brushed his hand over her eyes, looking all soft and sweet."Come work at my company. I wanna see you every day."She grinned, pulling his hand down."I don't know anything. I'd just mess things up."He brought her fingers to his lips."You think I care?"His eyes darkened, and his hands slipped lower, tracing her shape—CRASH.A flowerpot shattered upstairs, cutting the moment cold.Hailey glanced up at the second floor. Empty.Her phone buzzed. She popped it open without thinking.[Distance! Distance!][Hailey, don't drag me down with you!]– Serena.She pictured Serena typing like a madwoman and snorted. It totally matched Kayden's signature scowl.Nolan turned. "What is it?""Nothing. Probably just another patient acting out. I'll get someone to clean up the pot."He nodded, totally unbothered.Hailey quit her job, packed up, but d

That bowl of risotto only made Nolan miss her more.At work, Hailey didn't hold back.She flipped through his confidential files like they were hers."Hey, those are off-limits! Mr. Thorne said—""Carey!" Someone yanked that girl aside. "Are you trying to get fired? You really wanna mess with Laurel?""Girl, come on," another said. "He's obsessed. Houses, cars—she gets it all. He dumped Diana, his secretary for years, just like that. Ivy League and everything. Now she's pouring lattes at some café. Laurel could set those files on fire and he'd hand her the lighter."They kept it hushed, but Hailey heard every word.The girl named Carey frowned. "But—""No buts. Meeting. Move."They left. The files stayed.Hailey picked them up like she owned the place, not even blinking at the security cams overhead.As she scanned the pages, the office door slammed open.Hailey looked up—and froze.Vanessa.The same woman who once sicced a dog on her.She looked wrecked. No more designe