All Chapters of Don, I Stopped Loving You: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The family's enforcers got to me just in time. By the time the Reynolds men arrived and escorted me back to the villa, I was barely holding on.When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in the master bedroom of the main estate. Every slight movement sent a jagged wave of pain tearing through the gash on my back.I forced myself upright and looked up at the butler. "Where's Aiden?"The butler hesitated, his gaze shifting guiltily. "It's Thursday, miss. Mr. Reynolds is… with Mrs. Reynolds."Before, those words would've shattered me. This time, I just looked at him with empty eyes. "Leave."The door clicked shut behind him, and the memories came flooding back.When Aiden and I first got together, he was the perfect man everyone envied.When I was burning up with fever, he ran to every pharmacy on the block to find me medicine. On stormy nights when I curled up in bed shaking, he'd wrap his coat around me and pull me into his chest, holding me until I fell asleep. When I came home late from

The next day, Aiden showed up with all my favorite things.He pulled me into his arms, but the faint scent clinging to him wasn't his—it was jasmine. Juniper's perfume.I shoved him away, my face twisting with disgust. "Go shower. You reek."He sniffed his own collar, caught the scent, and let me go with an awkward grimace. "Sorry. About yesterday—you got the short end of it. Whatever you want, name it. It's yours."I didn't answer."Baby, we talked about this, remember?" He reached for my hand. "Juniper's got nobody now. We can't just stand by and watch her fall apart. "I couldn't help it—the words came out sharp. "And after the baby's born? How are you going to explain it to her? Tell her the man holding her hand through her pregnancy wasn't really her husband? Have you even thought about what you did yesterday—what that's going to cost? "Aiden paused, caught off guard. Then he shook his head. "We don't need to worry about that right now. The priority is getting the baby here safel

Aiden's POVIn his study, Aiden leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples. He stared at the chat log with Aurora, the unanswered messages staring back at him. For some reason, a knot of unease had settled in his chest.He scrolled through the news feed, looking for something to distract himself.Then a notification popped up."Cryogenic Preservation Trial Restarts After Years, Key Researcher En Route to Switzerland!"Below the headline was a photo. The shot was taken from a distance, capturing only a slender figure in a black coat bending into a car. Her face was half hidden in shadow, too far away to make out clearly.For some reason, the outline of that figure made his heart skip.He couldn't say who she reminded him of. It was just a nagging sense of familiarity.Aiden frowned and reached to tap the article open. But before he could, his phone started vibrating wildly.The caller ID read Juniper.Aiden paused, pushed the thought aside, and answered. "What's wrong?"Juniper's v

Aiden's POVThis time, he zoomed in on the photo in the news article. The familiar figure in the black coat hit him like a physical blow.It was Aurora. It was really her.Aiden stared at the image, and for a moment, he couldn't feel anything at all. His blood had turned to ice. Even his breath came out in frozen shards.He stood in the middle of the jewelry store, the voices of the staff, the noise of the street outside, all of it fading into muffled static."Mr. Reynolds, are you alright? Do you need to sit down?" The saleswoman's voice was careful, her face pinched with worry as she looked at his ashen complexion.Aiden didn't hear her. He spun around and bolted out of the store, stumbling toward his car like a man possessed.His hands were shaking so badly he couldn't get the key into the ignition. It took three tries before the engine finally roared to life.The car tore through the streets, blowing through red lights, screeching to a halt in front of the villa. Aiden threw open t

The next time I saw Aiden, I was in my third year in Switzerland.For three years, I'd poured almost every waking hour into cryogenic research. My mother's unfinished work, backed by my father's unwavering support, had slowly transformed from theory into reality.And I finally understood how foolish I'd been to give all of this up for Aiden.The things you truly love should never be set aside for anyone.I was lost in thought when the door behind me swung open. My assistant hesitated at the threshold. "Dr. Richardson... there's someone outside. He says he's your old friend. He's been standing in the snow for nearly two hours. We asked him to come in, but he refused. "I frowned slightly. "Old friend?""He said his name is Aiden Reynolds."My fingers tightened almost imperceptibly around the tablet in my hands, then relaxed. Three years of memories came flooding back. The pain, the disappointment, the anger, the letter I'd written with such finality—all of it surfaced from somewhere dee