All Chapters of When Yesterday Came Back: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Jasper could only stare, mind struggling to keep up with what Alia just threw at them. His expression darkened like storm clouds gathering before thunder. Rhea, noticing the shift, instinctively stepped back, fear shivering up her spine.He had spent the night worrying like a frantic lighthouse searching for a missing ship. She had jumped out of the car without warning, vanished into the night, and didn’t even bother to message. And now she was yelling at him as if he were the villain. Jasper’s anger snapped.He slammed his fist against the door again, harder this time, as though he intended to knock the entire mansion off its foundation.The door swung open and Alia stood there, her frown sharpened into pure disgust. “What now?”“Is this how you behave in my own house?” His voice carried a dangerously low growl.Her bitter laugh shot straight through him. “Oh, so that’s it. I have no rights here because this is your house? Fine!” She stepped aside and barked at the top of her lungs,

Despite the conflict between her mind and heart, she chose to stay and look after the sleeping man.She checked her phone and paused when she noticed several missed calls from Jasper. She frowned but didn’t bother to call back.Why should she? Rhea was with him anyway. If he preferred to be with his first love, then she had no reason to interfere.After scrolling through social media for a few minutes, she put her phone away. There was no extra bed or even a sofa she could use, so she forced herself to sleep sitting up on the chair.The next morning, sunlight peeking through the window and the chatter from visitors in the ward woke her up. She yawned and slowly lifted her head.That was when she found the man awake, quietly watching her.They stared for a moment until she spoke first.“Do you feel fine now?”“Yes,” he answered.She sensed he was suspicious of her, but she acted naturally. He called for the doctor, who arrived shortly to check his condition. Once the doctor confirmed e

When she entered her bedroom, Alia tossed her car keys and phone onto the bed. Clothes were shed in a small trail toward the bathroom, where she washed away the weariness clinging to her like stubborn shadows. After freshening up, she slipped into her pajamas and dried her damp hair with a blow dryer, the warm hum filling the quiet room. Once done, she sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed her phone, hesitating only for a heartbeat before dialing Pablo. The call connected almost immediately. “Hello, Mrs. Silvercrest,” Pablo greeted, his voice gentle yet respectful. “Hi, Stanley. Can I ask... is Grandpa busy?” she replied, careful to sound polite. “No. Old Mr. Silvercrest is just having tea in the garden. Would you like to speak with him?” “Yes, please.” She heard faint footsteps, a door sliding open, and the rustling of leaves before Pablo spoke again. “Mrs. Silvercrest wants to talk to you,” he said, handing the phone over. Nathan’s heart gave a quiet stutter. Alia ra

“It took you quite a while to show your true self.”Alia wasn’t surprised to hear Rhea’s insults. She had always known what kind of person Rhea was — she was simply good at hiding her wickedness from everyone, especially from Jasper, who was clearly being manipulated by her.What Alia said caught Rhea off guard. She didn’t expect Alia to react so calmly. For years, Rhea had looked down on her, seeing her as nothing more than an ant to be stepped on.Rhea sneered and continued her mockery. “You know, I gotta hand it to you, Alia. You’re so thick-skinned that you still delude yourself into thinking you’re Jasper’s most important woman. You’re only his wife on paper, not in his heart.” A smug grin curved her lips. “I’ll always be Jasper’s number one. Just yesterday, he promised to take me to his private island for a vacation.”Normally, those words would’ve wounded Alia. Rhea was used to seeing her flinch or look away. But this time, Alia’s response left her speechless.Alia didn’t even

The sudden flare of anger made Rhea flinch in fright. She understood enough to catch what Lance had said — not every word, but enough to grasp the meaning. And it terrified her. Panicking, Rhea tried to earn Lance’s sympathy. [“Mr. Whitlock, please don’t be angry,”] she began nervously. [“My name is Rhea Caldwell. I’m a friend of Jasper and… Alia.”] She forced a friendly tone and added, [“I wasn’t trying to interrupt the translator. I only wanted to help since I thought he was struggling with some of your words. I didn’t mean to interfere, honestly.”] But Lance wasn’t fooled. His expression hardened. [“Shut up. Women like you make me sick,”] he said coldly, his voice laced with disgust. Jasper, who couldn’t understand Nethric, grew visibly confused as Rhea and Lance exchanged words. He turned to Orion. “What are they talking about?” Orion translated everything for him — every insult, every word. When Jasper heard it, his eyes widened in disbelief. He hadn’t expected Lance