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Chapter 20
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2026-09-15 12:17:34
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Chasing His Runaway Wife Chapter 20
Carlo’s grip tightened around my arms. His presence was domineering, casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the space between us."Why are you doing this?" he demanded, his voice low and heavy.I twitched my arms, fighting against his hold until he finally let go. "It's all in the past," I said, keeping my voice as cold as ice. "Let it stay buried."Outwardly, I was calm, but inside, my heart was throbbing with violent pain. I thought I had moved on. I thought I had buried every last feeling I ever had for him. So why did it hurt like this? Why did my chest ache just seeing him stand there, demanding answers from me?It felt like a cruel joke. He had married me years ago not because he loved me, but because he saw someone else when he looked at me—his true love, Yuki. Now that he had every chance to be with her, why was he standing here, tearing open old wounds? Why should I turn back to the past and give him the honest truth he never deserved?I took a step backward, preparing to le
Chasing His Runaway Wife Chapter 19
For many long years, I allowed Janelle to humiliate me. I took her cruelty in silence, never fighting back, simply because she was my younger sister. But hurting my innocent son was a completely different story.A dark flame ignited in my chest. I took a slow, heavy step toward her, lifting my chin high. Before she could react, I swung my arm and slapped her across the face with everything I had.CRASH!The force sent her stumbling hard into a long table. Wine glasses shattered on the floor, spraying sharp shards and red liquid everywhere. Janelle tumbled onto the marble, her hand landing on the broken glass. A deep cut bloomed across her palm, but I felt no pity. I felt no mercy. I felt only pure, burning hatred.Driven by a mother’s rage, I straddled her waist, pinning her to the floor. I grabbed her designer collar and slapped her face over and over again—left and right, hard and relentless. Blood spurted from her torn lips.The wealthy crowd gasped in horror. They stumbled backwar
Chasing His Runaway Wife Chapter 18
The big event was finally happening. Because it was a Saturday, there were no classes, so Clint and I brought Adamus along to the grand venue. We set up our station near the food area. Adamus sat happily nearby on the shiny floor, completely lost in his own little world with the new toy Clint had bought him.Clint and I worked tirelessly to prepare the pastries, and soon, it was my job to walk around and serve the desserts to the guests. I threw myself into the work, concentrating so hard on placing every delicate sweet just right that I lost track of time. For a moment, I completely forgot to keep an eye on my own son.It had been years since I stepped foot in an elite gathering like this. Before I was married, I used to stand in the darkest corners of these lavish ballrooms, feeling completely out of place and invisible. And even after I married Carlo, I never walked into these rooms as his proud wife. I always attended as a quiet, nameless guest, hiding my identity so I wouldn't ru
Chasing His Runaway Wife Chapter 17
The morning sun shone through the thin lace curtains of our small kitchen, casting long golden lines across the wooden table where flour dust always seemed to stay. Clint sat across from me, his coffee untouched, staring down at a heavy white envelope sealed with dark red wax. It was an unmistakable mark of wealth—the kind of paper that belonged to cold, rich, and powerful people.I watched his large, rough hands—hands that had made hundreds of loaves of bread and sweet pastries—shake as he held the edge of the paper. When he heard my footsteps, his body became stiff. In a quick, clumsy move, he tried to hide the letter under a stack of recipe books."Clint," my voice came out barely above a whisper.He did not look up right away. He froze, looking down at the floor, hiding the invitation as if it were something dangerous."Ano 'yan?" I asked softly, taking a step closer to him.When he finally raised his head, I could see the battle inside his eyes. He looked like he wanted to rip th
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"I grew up completely alone," I murmured, my voice barely a whisper in the quiet night air. "I was always invisible. I... I just don't know how to feel after hearing all of that.""Silly girl," Clint said softly, a tender smile breaking across his features as he gently pinched my cheek.I looked up at him, still trying to piece together the unbelievable puzzle of his presence here. "But how did you even end up in France in the first place?"He took a deep, steadying breath, his eyes fixed on the horizon before he met my gaze again. "I paused my studies... right after I heard you were getting married.""Why?" I frowned, the confusion deepening in my chest."Because I couldn't handle watching you belong to another man," he admitted, his tone raw and unfiltered. "So I left. I came to France to start a life on my own terms.""Did your parents really just let you leave?" I asked, incredulous. "Clint, you're absurdly wealthy—second only to Carlo's family. Leaving that kind of elite world i
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Starting that day, I took full charge of the bakeshop while Clint spent his days diving and guiding tourists through local spots. Growing up in the city, I had never truly known how to enjoy life—not the way I did now. Before long, the bakeshop had made a name for itself, celebrated for the sweet delicacies and intricate pastries I created. Even though I was pregnant, Clint would lend a hand the moment he finished assisting his guests, eventually hiring a helper so I wouldn’t overexert myself. It took me a long time to realize that a fulfilling life didn't require luxury it was found in the simple act of breathing, far away from the suffocating elite society I had left behind.Months passed, and I gave birth to a baby boy. I named him Adamus—meaning seawater, after the legendary warrior of the sea who conquered villains. Clint never left my side throughout the labor, holding the baby with a tenderness that made it seem as though Adamus were his own.One afternoon, I caught a broadcast
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The next day, Carlo and I stood before the registrar at the city hall no grand ceremony, no white gown, just a simple white dress. Elegant, yet understated. My hands trembled as I signed the marriage contract. What if I fail him? What if I'm not enough?Carlo's fingers laced through mine, steady an
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“Marry me. That’s the only way to make your parents back off.” Carlo stood right in front of me, his voice low and desperate, his dark eyes pleading as if his whole world hung on my answer. I could see the fear etched on his face the fear that I might say no, that I might be forced into a fate ne
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The next day, I headed straight to the city’s most upscale mall, my mind already set on finding the perfect gift for Carlo. I wandered toward the men’s luxury section, browsing through racks of fine clothing until my gaze landed on a sharp, tailored American tuxedo. For a split second, I considere
Chasing His Runaway Wife Chapter 4
The very next day, Carlo and I moved into our new life starting with a small, modest apartment, nothing fancy, but cheap, cozy, and perfectly within the budget we had carefully set aside. It was far from the sprawling mansions and lavish penthouses he had grown up in, but to me, it felt like a pal
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