All Chapters of Chasing My Runaway Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Emma's POV "What? Who is he? Tell me, and I’ll speak to him and his family," Mum demanded, her eyes narrowing suspiciously."No, Mum, it’s not like that. I need more time," I pleaded, trying to keep my story straight."Why? If you like him, just tell him and get married. What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for him to propose?" she pressed."Mum, I can’t rush into marriage like this. Please, give me some time. It’s… complicated," I explained, though I knew how weak it sounded."But you’re nearly twenty-six," she pointed out, as though that were an insurmountable obstacle."Exactly—twenty-six, not forty-six. I want at least two more years, and I need you to stop pressuring me until then," I said, trying to keep my tone calm and reasonable."Are you out of your mind? You’ll be twenty-eight by then!" she exclaimed as if that were the worst possible fate."So what, Mum?" I shot back, my patience wearing thin."I don’t want to wait that long," she insisted, her stubbornness matching

Emma's POV "So she should serve you hot meals and be ready to please you in bed, like a slave?" I challenged, my patience wearing thin."A slave? No, of course not. But as a willing partner, to share in life’s pleasures," Peter clarified as if that made it any better."This is pointless. We’re not on the same page. Our views on marriage are completely different," I declared, deciding there and then to end the conversation."I didn’t say anything out of the ordinary. This is what every man expects from his wife," Peter defended, clearly taken aback."Well, then I have a problem with all such men. Women are not objects to be used for a man's convenience. We have our own identities and our dreams. Marriage should be a partnership, not a master-servant relationship. I’m sorry, Peter, but I’m not interested in your kind of marriage. Goodbye," I stated firmly, standing up to leave before he could say another word.Still fuming, I returned to the office, only to walk straight into what felt

Emma's POV " The man you went to meet today, came back after meeting you and said that he was sure that you were... not into men. " Eva said. " WHAT??? " I was shocked to hear that. Oh no!! Shit!!! I could not even breathe... Eva didn't say anything and just continued to look at me. " WHAT? What are you saying? Why didn't you tell me? " I was shocked, and just then, Daniel came in. He looked at me with a weird expression. Then he placed his arm around Eva's waist as if he wanted to prove something to me. " I have been trying to contact you since then. Where the hell were you?? And when you picked up the call you yelled at me instead of listening to me. " Eva asked " I was busy, and later I left my phone in the car. " I lied. " Is it true? " She asked me." What? I really forgot the phone in the car. Have you never forgotten your phone in the car? I was very tired, so it escaped my mind but as..." I was explaining. " I am not asking that, because I am sure you are lyin

Emma's POV Feeling trapped and frustrated, I came out of the room and came to stand by a big window in the corridor. What shall I do now? Shall I tell everyone the reason why I dared not to marry him?? No, Eva would be hurt, she would not listen to me. What if she really loved him? What if she thinks that I was jealous as they were together now? She looked insecure earlier. But I must tell her why I left him.Yes!! I must. Then it would be up to her if she believes me or not. Well, I wasn’t interested in being another man’s accessory. I was determined to build a career for myself, to stand on my own two feet without depending on my father, my husband, or anyone else.If I were ever to marry, it would be for love, not convenience. I wanted a life partner, not a ringmaster, cracking the whip while I dutifully followed his commands. A life partner, in my mind, meant someone who would share the journey with me, where we’d have equal say and equal rights in our shared life. I wasn’t

Chapter 19When I reached my car, I collapsed into the driver’s seat, my whole body shaking with the force of my sobs. How could I have been so dumb and stayed engaged to him till now? How could I have let it get this far? All those months of pretending, of forcing myself to do something I wasn’t interested in, just to please my father, to live up to his expectations. And for what? To be humiliated, to have my heart shattered by a man who didn’t even care enough to be faithful?I drove aimlessly for hours, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Every time I thought I had cried myself out, another wave of tears would hit me, harder than the last. I felt like I was drowning, suffocating under the weight of my despair.Eventually, I found myself parked outside my home, the one place where I had always felt safe. But tonight, even that sanctuary felt tainted, the walls closing in on me as I sat there, staring at the house through tear-filled eyes.I didn’t want to go inside. I coul