All Chapters of Hate To Love You: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

28 MISSED CALLS FROM 10 CONTACTS-------9AM ‘Hey! She has no time for makeup Linda! Get her bag pack. She is late already!’ Maureen, the chef yelled at a maid who was helping Laura get dressed up. After finding out that Laura was sick last night, she immediately called the personal doctor to come over and check up on her. The doctor prescribed some drugs and Maureen made the sick latter have it early in the morning at 8AM. Rehearsals at school already started an hour ago but Laura was going to be late due to her condition Successfully, Maureen got her decked up and the chauffeur made sure to drop her off at school once it was 9:30. All eyes were on her the moment she dragged her feets into the practice hall. The dance teacher, Miss Faith was disappointed, seeing how late she was ‘Why are you late?’ she questioned her toughly with a straight face. But Laura didn’t know how to answer that, so she apologized. ‘I am sorry ma’ ‘It’s

He carried her with ease, stepping inside to reveal the polished marble floors of the living room. A chandelier glowed above, casting light over the soft cream couches, paintings (she made) and the spiral staircase curling upward. It was all luxurious-but still had comfort and care in it. Jace didn’t admire it all, he expected something like this and his stride was sure, as if he already knew his way around the house. Reaching her room, he gently pushed the door open with his shoulder. Her room scented of rose, bright and had the same paint color with his but the design differed a lot. Laying her on the bed, he turned on the AC to cool her body temperature and also opened the tall glass window by the side that overlooked both the estate gardens and the outside view of Canada. He could see the speeding cars moving to and fro, the sight was amazing.Suddenly, the door opened and Lois stepped in, her eyes colliding with Laura’s. ‘I am sorry for not knocking. I had to check up on you r

It was a cool Monday morning. The kind of morning where the air felt soft and the sky looked pale and calm. At exactly 6 a.m., the first light of the sun slipped into Laura’s room through the wide glass windows. The sunlight was gentle, just warm enough to flicker through her room with a soft glow. It looked peaceful – quiet, neat, and bright. Warm sunlight through the window fell on Laura where she lay on her bed. Her hair, long and scattered over the pillow, shone a little where the sun touched it. She slept on her side, her face relaxed, breathing softly like she had no worries in the world. For a while, the only sound in the room was her calm breathing and the clock tick. But then – far from outside, came the sharp sound of a car horn. One short beep. She didn’t wake up immediately. She shifted slightly, her eyebrows pulling together. A few seconds later, she heard the sound of a car door closing. Then another one. Footsteps. Voices. It was enough to pull her out of sleep. She b

Thursday morning came with a cool breeze slipping through Michelle’s window net. A thin line of sunlight fell across her bed, catching her on messy hair. She looked completely wiped out, half-asleep with her head buried under her pillow like she was trying to mute the sounds of her alarm. It went off for the fifth time and rang out again.She groaned, reached out blindly, and smacked the alarm till she hit the stop button…it rang again, two seconds later. ‘Are you kidding me…’ she muttered, grabbing it and tossing it toward the other side of the room.The door opened right then, and Maribel, her personal maid, stepped in. Michelle sat up quickly, still confused and blinking hard. Her head felt heavy and she rubbed her face before dragging herself off the bed. She walked to the tall windows of her room, pushed the curtains apart and opened the windows. She inhaled. Stepping out to the balcony, enjoying this morning view of the villa and estate. The cool air ran through her hair… she

For a second, she couldn’t move. She just stared, as if her mind needed time to catch up with her eyes. Zoe looked different – healthier, calmer, glowing in a quiet way Laura hadn’t seen in years. Without thinking, she stood up and excused herself – crossed across the hall quickly, her heart pounding. Zoe looked up – and the shock on her face was vivid. Her eyes widened and before either of them could speak, Laura wrapped her arms around her.They hugged tightly, like they were afraid to let go. ‘Wow…’ Zoe whispered, pulling out of the hug, just enough to look at her daughter’s face. Her hands moved gently over Laura’s arms, shoulder, and hair. ‘You look so pretty, my love.’Laura tried to smile.Her throat tightened. She nodded instead, blinking fast. It had been so long she held her mother that way – really held her.Inside her mother’s eyes was that longing guilt and love for her daughter which never left. She reached for a passing tray, took two glasses of wine, and handed one