Love That Burned Me Down novel Chapter 5

The moment those words left Zoey's mouth, the whole room went silent. Everyone's eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe what they had just heard. 

Zoey, the woman who'd used to act like she'd die for Yves, was now saying that she didn't like him anymore?

All eyes were on Zoey, shocked. However, Yves stood there in his perfectly tailored suit, his expression unreadable, and his gaze as indifferent as ever. "How many times are you going to play hard to get?" His voice was low and laced with sarcasm. 

"I told you before. No matter what you do, it won't work." He leaned in slightly to crush her last bit of pride. "I don't like you. Get that in your fucking head!"

As soon as his words fell, the guests finally snapped out of their shock, and whispers swept through the room like a tide. 

"I knew it. There's no way Ms. Zoey would just stop loving Mr. Pearce all of a sudden!" 

"Exactly, she tried to kill herself 108 times just to get Mr. Pearce to notice her."

Someone clicked their tongue. "She's so sad and pathetic…"

Zoey clenched her fists. Her nails dug deep into her palms, but she couldn't feel a thing. She parted her lips to repeat herself. She wasn't playing games; she genuinely didn't love him anymore! 

But before she could utter a word, Bryant seethed, "My apologies, everyone! We've failed as her parents. We never taught her any manners, which is why she's done something so disgraceful!" 

He then beckoned for the bodyguards. "Guards, take her to the hotel's cold storage and leave her there overnight to sober up!"

Zoey's eyes widened, and she snapped her head up. "I said I didn't steal—" 

But no one listened to her explanation. Two bodyguards stepped forward and roughly grabbed her wrists. 

Zoey fought back with all she had until a sharp pain shot through the back of her neck. 

Her vision went black as she staggered backward after being struck by the bodyguard's metal baton. 

Before she passed out, her eyes met Yves'. 

He stood there watching it all unfold, with not even a flicker of emotion crossing his face.

Later on, Zoey jolted awake from the biting cold. Her lashes were crusted with frost, and every breath came out in pale clouds. Her body was so numb, it felt like her blood had turned to ice.

The cold storage was -22 degrees Fahrenheit, and all she had on was a thin satin slip. Her bare skin was already turning blue and purple from the cold.

"I can't die…" she muttered, forcing her limbs to move. "I can't die…"

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