All Chapters of Chasing My Runaway Bride: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Emma's POV Taking a deep breath, I stepped in and explained everything to him, he understood and told me to be rest assured as he would punish the children for teasing and provoking James to this situation. I thanked him As I stepped outside the headmaster’s office, after thanking him, I could feel the weight of what I was about to face pressing down on me. The walls of the school felt closer, the corridor longer, and each step toward the door was heavier than the last. I wasn’t just walking toward Ryan. I was walking toward a reckoning I’d been running from for six years. My mind raced with possible explanations and excuses I could give him if he confronted me, but none of them felt right. None of them could explain away the truth that was about to crash down on both of us.With a final exhale, I stepped out into the courtyard. The air was cool, a slight breeze rustling the leaves of the old oak trees that lined the school grounds. I could see him more clearly now, leaning casuall

Ryan's POV I felt my jaw clench at the thought. He’d been circling her like a vulture for weeks now, his interest in her obvious despite her supposed disinterest. But Emma was good at hiding things. She’d become an expert at it over the years.When I arrived at the office, I walked in with the air of authority that came naturally to me, but my mind was still preoccupied. I barely greeted anyone as I made my way to the boardroom, already dreading the tedious meeting ahead. Quarterly projections, budgets—none of it mattered right now. Not when my mind was focused on Emma and where the hell she had disappeared this morning.Just then, I saw that she was in her cabin, talking to Kate and Jane; Kate was talking to her as she talked to me, and Jane even offered her a coffee mug. She took it with a sarcastic smile. I felt a bit relieved. She was giving orders to them when I walked into her cabin. " Good morning! Why did you come so early? You didn't even wait for me? We could have come

Ryan's POV The boy was small, maybe five or six, but from my vantage point, I couldn’t see the boy’s face, only the back of his head, a mop of dark hair that looked unsettlingly familiar. A sick feeling settled in my gut. I watched as Emma knelt to the boy, her lips moving in quiet conversation, her hand gently brushing through his hair. She looked tender, motherly—a side of her I had never seen before.A child?Who was this child?Does she have a child? It couldn’t be hers. Could it?My jealousy flared up, a wave of bitterness washing over me.For a brief moment, I wondered if this boy was the child of the man Emma had supposedly moved on with. Was this why she had kept her life so private? Had she started a family without me?My chest tightened as a horrible realization began to dawn on me. The child… could he be mine?No. She wouldn’t have kept that from me. She wouldn’t have hidden something like that for six years. Would she?But there he was, holding her hand, and she hugged

Ryan's POV My parents had died in an accident and I was deprived of their love and family environment. My grandpa gave me everything, but he could not give me the love my parents used to. And here this son of mine was craving for my love, thinking that he lost me... I had a son... A son. I was getting very emotional and, at the same time, was getting very furious with Emma for depriving him as well as me of each other. My family was right in front of me." Orphanage?? " I glared at Emma again and she looked away. " Yes!" "But why did they say that you were from an orphanage?" I asked. " They asked me my dad's name, but I didn't know, so they teased me that she got me from there or she was a bad woman who didn't know my dad's name. " He said, a tear flowed from his eyes. I wanted to beat all those guys for hurting my son. But first of all, I wanted to punish Emma for all this... Why didn't she tell me anything? Why was she putting our son through so much pain? " Oh, my dear, you

Ryan's POV "There was nothing like that... I was too busy to take care of him." Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with guilt, pain, and something else that I could not read.But that wasn’t enough. It would never be enough. How could she look me in the eye now, after all this time, and expect me to just let this go?" Then why did you elope when you were with my child if you could not take care of him?? No, you don't deserve to have him with you. I will make you repent the moment you thought of taking my child away from me. I will make you crave to get even a glance at him. He will live with me now." I yelled at her. “Ryan, you can't do that after everything that happened between us. You don't know how difficult it was for me to do it.” Her voice cracked, barely a whisper as the tears finally spilled over, cascading down her cheeks. She burst into tears. I felt bad for her as I had seen how she had panicked when someone from the school had called her; she drove here at a record-br