All Chapters of Love Look What You Made Me Do: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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A call from Sasha

I hesitated before answering the call, my thumb hovering over the screen. Only God knows why she chose today to call—after all the times I’d tried to reach her and got nothing. I picked up, and her sweet, familiar voice, the one I’d grown so fond of in the past, came through the line. It was soft, almost hesitant, but it hit me like a wave of memories I thought I’d buried. "Hello," I said calmly, holding back the swirl of emotions threatening to rise. "Hello, Harry," she answered, with her soft, almost fragile voice. "So... you decided to talk to me today?" I asked, keeping my tone neutral, though my chest felt heavy. "Of course, Harry. I heard... or rather saw in the gossip magazines that you got married!" she said, her voice laced with something I couldn’t quite place curiosity or maybe guilt? "Yes, I did get married," I replied sharply. "Since you called off ours and decided to cut me off completely." "Oh, Harry, please..." "Harry, please what?" I snapped, my grip t
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Thrown out

The butler handed me the keys, his hands trembling slightly. I snatched them from him without a word, my grip tight, my pace was already quickening. My mind was blurry, only one thought consumed me: I needed to get out. I stormed through the house, barely registering the polished floors beneath my feet, heading straight for the garage. My mind didn’t care about the luxury of the space—just the fact that I had options, and I needed to move. There were too many cars to choose from, but I didn’t care which one. I just needed to get away from here. I opened the nearest door and slammed it behind me, the roar of the engine making my blood pulse faster. The world outside faded as I hit the gas, the wheels screeching against the pavement. The anger still bubbled in me, but now, it had a direction. The gate swung open automatically without hesitation as I tore through, the sound of the tires on the gravel sharp in my ears. I didn’t care about the speed, the tight turns, or the gr
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Some Bad News

Ivy's POV Master Harry had been gone for hours, and though his absence should have felt freeing, it didn’t. It wasn’t worry that tugged at me though. The unsettling quiet of the mansion only reminded me how much heavier his presence made everything, yet somehow, I’d grown used to it. Maybe I was just more at peace knowing where he was. Or maybe I’d learned to breathe easier when his chaos wasn’t looming over me. Either way, the silence tonight felt wrong, like the calm before a storm. An idea struck me—he wasn’t home! Finally, the perfect chance to dig into his life. My heart raced at the thought. Time to uncover whatever was hidden behind his terrifying facade. I grabbed my laptop and settled on the edge of the bed, my fingers hovering over the keys. Researching him wasn’t just curiosity—it was survival. What kind of man was I really dealing with? What secrets did this house hold? I needed answers, and tonight, I was going to get them. After scrolling through the sam
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A permanent Scar

"What bad news?" I asked, my voice shaking. "You have to come to the hospital, Mrs. Hendrix," the nurse said before quickly cutting the line. I stared at the phone, confused and unsettled. The words "Mrs. Hendrix" felt foreign, uncomfortable. Why would they call me that? What could be so urgent? I stood there for a moment, my mind racing. Something wasn’t right. I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was the start of something I wasn't ready to face. I grabbed my coat, trying to steady my hands, and hurried toward the door. Whatever this was, I had to find out. The driver quickly pulled up to the entrance, and I wasted no time as I climbed into the backseat. I could feel the urgency in my chest, my heart pounding as I told him, “We need to hurry to the city hospital.” The car shot forward, the tires screeching against the road, the city lights blurring as we sped through. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, racing to make sense of everything. What was happening? I glanced
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At The Hospital

They burst into the hospital room, his mother rushing straight to Harry. He lay there in a hospital gown, his legs wrapped in thick bandages. I lingered behind them, my steps hesitant, my chest tightening as I took in the sight of him. “Sweetie, talk to me… how did this happen?” she murmured, her hands trembling as they cupped his pale face. She brushed a stray lock of hair from his forehead with the gentleness of someone holding onto fragile hope. Her voice cracked, thick with emotion, as her eyes searched his for answers. I stayed rooted in place, swallowing the knot forming in my throat. Watching her pour her love into him so openly stirred something raw inside me. I felt a pang of longing so deep it made my chest ache. What would it have been like to have someone care for me like that? Someone to fuss over me, to hold me like I mattered? The thought twisted in my mind, making me feel more like an intruder in this moment than a witness. Harry stared blankly ahead,
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Moving in with Him

The drive was quiet. Harry stared out the window, lost in his thoughts, while I kept to my own space. Neither of us said a word, the silence filling the car with an unspoken tension. We both seemed to have enough going on in our heads to fill the time without speaking. The city outside passed by, but neither of us seemed to notice. We pulled up to the mansion, and as always, the gate opened smoothly, like it had been waiting for us. The moment we stopped, the house staff appeared at the front door, rushing out to greet Harry. They were all smiles, their eyes full of admiration, like he was some kind of royalty. But today, Harry didn’t even acknowledge them. He just stared ahead, his expression distant, as they helped him out of the car and into the house. It felt like they were the only ones excited to be here. His mother’s warning echoed in my mind: Never let him out of your sight. I couldn’t shake it. As I followed Harry inside, I kept a close distance, watching every
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Unknown Parcel

The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over Ivy's hazel eyes. She squinted, struggling to pull herself from the comfort of sleep. With a slow stretch and a deep yawn, she finally woke fully, the soft light teasing her into full awareness. As she turned, she saw Harry still lost in his slumber, his breath even, unaware of the world around him. Ivy glanced over at Harry, then quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to make a sound. She tiptoed across the room and into the bathroom, closing the door softly behind her. The water ran, a quiet stream, as she let the warm embrace of the shower wake her fully, the cool tiles against her skin grounded her in the moment. Ivy wiped her hands on the towel, nodding to herself. "Time to go make him breakfast," she muttered, more to break the silence than anything else. She stepped out of the room, the soft click of the door closing behind her, and made her way to the kitchen. The house was still quiet,
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His Mysterious Plan

Ivy stood frozen on the doorstep, staring at the package as though it might suddenly explode in her hands. Her heart thudded in her chest, torn between curiosity and responsibility. Open it? Or deliver it to him? Her fingers traced the edges of the neatly wrapped box, the paper smooth and pristine. It wasn’t every day Harry received an exclusive delivery. Who could have sent it? And why did it feel so... foreboding? She bit her lip, glancing toward the towering front doors of the mansion. She could already hear his voice in her head, sharp tongue and dismissive: “What the hell were you thinking opening my package?” With a deep breath, she shook her head. “Nope, not worth the drama,” she muttered under her breath, adjusting the box in her arms. But even as she turned to head back inside, a nagging thought tugged at her mind. What if it’s something dangerous? Or something that’ll make his already bad mood worse? She paused in the middle of the grand foyer, staring do
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Wedding Invitation

Ivy curled up on the couch, wrapping her arms around herself as the house's silence pressed in on her. The coldness wasn't just from the draft, but from the strange tension that lingered in the air, especially around Harry. She couldn't shake the unease that crept into her thoughts, no matter how hard she tried to distract herself. Something was off about him—and about the house. Ivy’s attention snapped to the door as a knock echoed through the quiet house. She stiffened, her eyes darting toward the hallway as the butler hurried to answer it. She strained her ears to catch the muffled exchange of voices, but the words were too faint, leaving her with nothing but curiosity and a growing sense of unease. Who could it be? The tension in the air only thickened as the minutes passed. The butler came back holding a gold and purple invitation. "A postman asked this to be delivered to Master," he said, handing it over. Ivy took it, her eyes scanning the luxurious, intricate
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Make Sure You Come

A knock on the door broke Ivy’s focus. The butler rushed in, holding the mansion’s phone. “Sir, the caller insists on speaking with you,” he said to Harry. Ivy glanced at Harry, her nerves showing in her stiff posture. “You can go,” Harry said coldly, his tone dismissive. “You’re not a statue.” She hesitated for a moment before leaving, quietly shutting the door behind her. After Ivy left and Harry was certain she was gone, he picked up the phone, his voice dropping to a low, commanding tone. “I received the parcel,” he said. “Good luck, sir,” the voice replied. “That bullet is no ordinary one—it can take down anything, no matter the target.” Harry smirked, leaning back slightly. “I knew I could trust you with this.” “Thank you, sir,” the voice responded, pride laced in the words. “I’ve transferred two billion to your account,” Harry added, his tone as sharp as the deal itself. “Yes, sir. Pleasure doing business with you,” came the reply before the call disconnec
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