Semua Bab Chasing My Runaway Bride: Bab 211 - Bab 220

Ryan's POV She looked up then, her eyes sharp and filled with doubt. “You expect me to believe that? After everything? And now you expect me to believe that it wasn’t even you?”Her voice cracked on the last word, and it tore at something inside me. I reached across the table, my hand stopping just short of hers. “I didn’t know, Emma. I didn’t know about James. About you... being pregnant. If I had—”“If you had, what?” she snapped, pulling her hand away before I could touch her. “Would it have changed anything? Would you have stayed?”I swallowed hard, the guilt rising in my throat. “Yes. Yes, it would have changed everything.”She shook her head, her eyes narrowing. “You’re just making excuses. You were always good at that. You always found a way to escape when things got tough.”I flinched at her words, but I couldn’t argue. I’d made mistakes. I’d let her down in ways I couldn’t take back. But this wasn’t one of those times. This wasn’t my fault, and I needed her to believe that.

Ryan's POV " You see, while I had been raised in love, in kindness, Evan had grown up in the cold, calculating world of our grandfather’s ambitions. Though my grandpa was not bad, he was like your dad: strict. He disowned his daughter, but he raised him, giving him all the facilities that I never had until then. Evan knew about me, of course. He had always known. And when I arrived at my grandfather’s estate, he was furious. I was oblivious to that till that time and was happy that he was my family, a part of my parents... But he never even talked to me properly. With time his behavior became worse with me; he started getting even more jealous of me." I explained. " But why? " She asked. " He had lived his entire life under the expectation that he would inherit everything, and suddenly, I showed up, and all of that was taken away from him. He couldn’t stand it. He resented me, loathed me. But I—I thought we could still be brothers. I thought if I gave him time, if I showed him I w

Ryan's POV Her words sliced through me. The thought that she believed I didn’t want James—that I didn’t want them both—was the hardest truth to swallow.“I never told you to get rid of him,” I said, my voice trembling. “That was my brother.”Emma stared at me for a long moment, then finally nodded. “Okay,” she whispered. “But I’m doing it only for James.”It wasn’t forgiveness, and it certainly wasn’t closure, but it was something. And for now, I would have to take it.Just then the door swung open, and James rushed in, his energy cutting through the tension. “Good morning, Mum! Good morning, Dad!” he yelled, jumping up and down.Emma and I exchanged a small smile. For a moment, it felt like things might be okay, if only for James.Emma's POV His beaming face is a picture of innocence and joy. “Good morning, Mum, good morning, Dad!” he chirped, his voice echoing in the room, disarming the tension in an instant. Ryan and I exchanged a glance, the words we had just thrown at each othe

Emma's POV As the office began to empty, people gathered their belongings and headed for the lifts. I found myself standing beside Ryan as he finished giving instructions to Kate. She was disappointed that Ryan had claimed ownership of the party, as the staff had originally intended it to be a surprise farewell for me. But Ryan, in his usual manner, had commandeered the occasion, turning it into his gesture—a final parting gift to them, before we returned to our separate lives."I wasn’t expecting that," I murmured once the others had left, folding my arms and looking at him curiously.Ryan smirked, leaning against the desk. “Just thought it’d be nice to have a little party from my side since they were planning to give you a send-off. It's ok, it is normal, me being your husband and the owner of the firm.” With everything that had happened, nothing felt normal anymore, not between us, not in this place. Yet, there was a warmth in his voice that tugged at something deep inside me—a s

Ryan's POV " I don't know why he said that... maybe he wanted to create a rift between us, wanted you to leave me, and you did just that," I replied. " Maybe, but he was telling all this to that woman, and he didn't know, I was hearing. He was busy having hot and passionate sex. But he was not lying. Was he?" She argued. " Yes, he was lying!! Can anyone say such things while having hot and passionate sex? No!! I think it all was staged. He must have sent that message to you deliberately to tarnish my relationship with you. Who else could have your number to message you about his exact location? Maybe he wanted you to see and hear all that. It did affect our relationship. " I retorted." But how did he get to know such things if you were not close?? " She asked. " We had talked about it just once when I shifted to Grandpa's place. My grandpa asked me what had happened and I told him. He used that against me. I was upset with your dad and wanted to have my dad's share as it was mine