All Chapters of Chasing My Runaway Bride: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Emma's POV Just then the delivery boy came with the food I ordered. Ryan paid him the money and told him to take it away and eat it if he wanted to. He smiled and went away thanking him. " Ryan! How dare you? I ordered that. " " But I didn't want to eat that and since I am home, I want to share my meal with you. Let's go somewhere and have dinner, then we will come here to sleep or you can come to my hotel." " I am not going to spend nights with you. " I said glaring at him. " And I am not ready to stay away from you. " He said as if everything was normal between us. Ughhh!!! " Cut the drama and come with me or I will start mine as I will not leave you alone. I am starving! " He said and looked at me in such a way as if he wanted me to take the sentence in another way as well. A shiver went through me. " Wait here, I will change and come. " " Well, by the time I am waiting here, why don't I meet your neighbors? After all, we are going to be neighbors. " He said and turned to

Emma's POV The restaurant was everything you’d expect from Ryan—elegant, sophisticated, and far too extravagant for what was supposed to be a casual dinner. Soft lighting bathed the room in a warm glow, and the gentle hum of conversation created an almost soothing atmosphere. There was even a live band playing in the corner, their music a gentle backdrop to the night.Despite its refined atmosphere, my appetite had vanished. The weight of the earlier conversation hung over me like a cloud, and I could barely muster the energy to engage in conversation.Ryan, however, seemed determined to maintain an air of normalcy and seemed to be in his element—perfectly composed, confident, and as charming as ever.As the evening unfolded, Ryan ordered a variety of dishes without even asking, all of which were my favorites. It should have felt like a thoughtful gesture, but instead, it only reminded me of how well he used to know me. His ability to anticipate my likes and dislikes, to present hims

Emma's POV The door clicked shut behind us, and suddenly we were alone, the intimacy of the moment enveloping us both. My heart pounded in my chest, the air between us thick with unspoken tension."Why were you crying?" he asked, his voice low and steady, though I could hear the concern behind it, his voice low, his eyes searching mine.I couldn’t answer. I stood there, frozen, as my mind raced for a response that would make sense. I couldn’t tell him the truth—not now, not yet. But I couldn’t lie, either. Not with him standing so close, his eyes searching mine, waiting for an explanation."Emma," he said softly, stepping closer to me. His hand reached up to gently brush a strand of hair away from my face, his fingers brushing against my cheek, wiping away the tear stains...his touch was achingly familiar. "Please talk to me," he murmured, his voice softening. "I don’t want to see you like this."I shook my head, my throat tightening with emotion. "It’s nothing," I whispered, though

Emma's POV His jaw clenched the fire in his eyes dimming. He ran a hand through his hair, clearly frustrated. "I’m trying here, Emma. I’m trying to make things right. But you have to meet me halfway." I turned to him then, meeting his eyes with a fierceness I hadn’t felt in a long time, "I can’t do this, not like this. We can’t just pretend that everything is okay."He took a step closer, his eyes pleading. "I know I made a mistake, but we can’t let it destroy what we could have. I’m not giving up on you. I never will."I shook my head, pressing my fingers to my temple as a headache began to form. "We’ll talk tomorrow. I’m too tired for this tonight." He stared at me, his eyes darkening. "Fine. But you know as well as I do that you have no choice. If you leave me, I’ll ruin your father and your brother-in-law. I know you don't care for him but Eva will also suffer. Don’t test me, Emma."My stomach dropped. His threat hung heavy in the air, but I wasn’t afraid of him. Not truly. Wha

Flashback... Right after the honeymoon.Our honeymoon was filled with fun, laughter, and more than a little naughtiness, but it was also a promise of the life we were building together, a life filled with love and passion, adventure and surprise.The tropical setting, combined with intimate moments and playful interactions, highlighted our chemistry and deep connection as we explored our love for each other.And I couldn’t wait to see what the future held.*****Our honeymoon in Australia was nothing short of a dream. For nearly three blissful weeks, Ryan and I explored the beautiful beaches, dining under the stars, and savored every precious moment together. Returning home felt like stepping into a new chapter of our lives. I resumed my work, feeling more motivated than ever, while Ryan focused on his assignments, always flitting between projects like the passionate artist I thought he was.Life felt perfect, almost too perfect. I was already planning a surprise for him – an elabora