All Chapters of Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

PHOEBEAfter the argument with Mom, I stayed back in Grandma’s room, breathing hard. My chest felt tight. I didn’t even realize I was shaking until Grandma placed her hand gently on mine.“Sweetheart,” she said softly, her voice like warm tea, “take a deep breath.”I blinked and tried to slow down my breathing, but my throat felt like it was closing. “Why does she have to be like that?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “She doesn’t even know him that much.”Grandma looked at me with those calm eyes of hers, full of understanding. “Your mother is worried. That’s all. She just wants the best for you.”“Then she should trust me,” I said, my voice rising before I caught myself. “I’ve never done anything crazy before. I’ve always listened. Why is this so different?”“She’s scared,” Grandma said. “Sometimes fear makes people say the wrong things. Sometimes love comes out sounding like control.”I swallowed hard and looked down at our hands. Her fingers were warm and steady around m

PHOEBEI folded my arms and looked at all of them. They were just sitting there, staring at me like I was some kind of statue.“What?” I snapped, feeling my temper rise. “Say something! Stop staring at me like I’ve grown two heads!”The silence in the room felt heavy, like it was pressing down on my chest. Winnie shifted in her seat, her eyes narrowing as she turned to face Ramon.“I’m giving him a chance to explain,” she said sharply. “He better start talking.”Ramon let out a long, tired sigh and rubbed a hand across his face, as if trying to wipe away the weight of whatever he was about to say. “Look… something happened,” he said finally.Winnie let out a short, bitter laugh and scoffed. “Something? Something? Richard killed Ciara in cold blood, Ramon! Just say it for what it is!”I blinked, confused, and then before I could stop myself, I burst out laughing. A short, sharp laugh that echoed off the walls.“How is that my business?” I said, throwing my hands up. “Ciara got exactly

RAMONI looked down at my phone, still in my hand, and saw the text come in.It was from Richard.My chest tightened. My stomach twisted into a knot. I couldn’t breathe for a second.Phoebe and Winnie were both staring at me. Waiting, watching, and expecting answers.I sighed, shutting my eyes for a moment before looking back at them."I... I can’t say anything else to you," I said quietly.Phoebe’s brows pulled together, her face tight with confusion and anger. “What do you mean you can’t? You better start talking, Ramon!”I didn’t respond with words. I just reached into my pocket, pulled out my phone, and held it out to them.Winnie took a cautious step forward and leaned in to read the screen. Her lips moved as she read each word aloud. "'Keep your mouth shut and come back home before you endanger someone else’..." Her voice dropped to a whisper by the end.She looked at me, stunned. Her face went pale.Phoebe snatched the phone from her, eyes darting across the message. Her hands

PHOEBEI woke up before Winnie.The sunlight peeked through the hotel curtains, soft and gold, but it didn’t bring any warmth. I sat up slowly, my heart still heavy, my head pounding from the tears I cried the night before. For a moment, I just stared at the ceiling, trying to piece together what my life had become.Then I remembered.Richard. Ramon. Ciara. The lies.I turned quickly and shook Winnie’s shoulder.“Winnie,” I said. “Wake up.”She stirred, her brows furrowed in confusion. “What time is it?” she mumbled.“It doesn’t matter. We’re going home,” I said, already climbing out of bed and reaching for my clothes.“What? Why?”“I need to tell my parents everything. No more hiding.”She sat up, groggy and blinking. “Are you sure?”I nodded, already buttoning my jeans. “Yes. I can’t do this anymore. They need to know what’s going on. All of it.”Winnie sighed and got up too. “Okay. I’m with you.”We left the hotel quickly, keeping our heads down. My heart thudded in my chest the en

RAMONI watched her as I walked away. Phoebe just stood there, frozen, broken. Her face said everything she couldn’t say out loud. I hated myself for leaving her like that. Every step I took felt heavier than the last. My heart was screaming at me to turn back, to hold her, to tell her everything. But I didn’t. I kept walking.When I reached the parking lot, my uncle Richard was already there, leaning against the car with that smug smile on his face."Well done," he said. "Clean. Cold. Just like I taught you."I didn’t say anything. I just opened the car door and slid into the passenger seat, not even bothering to look at him. My hands were shaking, but I kept them buried in my lap. My throat burned from holding back everything I wanted to scream.Richard got in beside me and started the engine. "You did well," he said casually, like we’d just finished a business meeting and not torn someone’s heart to pieces. "Didn’t think you had it in you, honestly."I stared out the window, jaw cl