All Chapters of The Runaway Bride: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Helen walked beside Matt, ashamed and unable to look him in the eye. He didn’t ask for any explanation—his heart had shattered the moment he saw her. To him, it felt like a genuine betrayal of their marriage, and it crushed him. Matt was so heartbroken that the storm of feelings inside him left him gasping for air. On their way to the building’s main entrance, neither of them spoke. The heavy silence between them said more than a thousand words. But Helen couldn’t stand the thought of letting him walk away without hearing her side. "Matt, honey, please say something. I need you to listen to me," she pleaded. "Let’s get the hell out of this company, Helen. My feet burn just standing on its floors," Matt replied coldly, avoiding the topic. "Can we at least get a coffee?" she asked, her voice tight with anxiety. "Weren’t you already having coffee with Fernando? Want some more? That should keep you up tonight." "Matt, please. I just need five minutes to explain what happened," Helen

With a smile from ear to ear, Fernando headed to his office. Even though Helen’s words had seemed unbelievable, he was ready for a new beginning. He couldn’t afford to lose her again. When he opened the door, his mother was already there, seated in the main chair, her expression blank, fingers anxiously fiddling with a pen. "Finally decided to leave that woman’s office?" Cristine snapped angrily. Fernando looked at her, confused. How did she know he had been in Helen’s office? "Mom, what brings you here?" Fernando tried to steer the conversation elsewhere. Cristine rose from the chair. Her stare grew cold, her steps deliberate, and her attitude confrontational. She began pacing around Fernando’s office, touching his belongings one by one, stirring a bit of nervousness in him. Fernando cleared his throat, still waiting for an answer. "To be honest, I wasn’t going to your office—I was going to Helen’s." "To Helen’s office? Do you have something to discuss with her?" "Yes. I came

That evening, Helen left work early. Besides wanting to see her twins, she needed to talk to Elise—to confess her situation and tell her the truth. She couldn’t lie anymore. She felt like she owed her too much. Fernando, on his part, also returned home to face his own reality. Before opening the door to his mansion, he closed his eyes and sighed. Despite his mother’s warnings, he would risk everything for Helen. Virginia sat in a chair in the living room, her expression cold and distant. As soon as Fernando entered, she fixed her eyes on him. Without a word, she stood. Next to her were a couple of packed suitcases. “Hello, Virginia,” Fernando approached, trying to break the ice. “Hello?” Virginia replied, a tear immediately sliding down her cheek. “Where were you last night, Fernando?” “Virginia, we need to talk. I know you’re probably wondering about everything going on in our lives right now, but I’m here—standing in front of you—to face our reality.” Virginia’s face crumpled

Helen rushed through the rest of her meeting, desperate to understand what had just happened with Fernando and why he’d reacted so explosively. "Thank you, Mr. Maxwell. I’ll get back to you soon," she said, dismissing the businessman. "But Mrs. Reynolds, I feel like we left some details unresolved—" he protested. "I know. I’ll come to your office after the board meeting to finalize everything," she interrupted firmly. The man shook his head and exited as Helen grabbed her phone. Her hands trembled as she quickly dialed Fernando’s number. It rang... but he didn’t answer. "Fernando, please answer, honey. Answer," she whispered, calling again and again. But he rejected her calls, until finally, his phone went off. Frustrated and helpless, she slammed her phone onto the desk. The pain of not being able to talk to him tore her apart. She left her office and went straight to Fernando's, but it was empty. Desperation crept in. She didn’t know where else to look—she couldn’t just show

Fernando was consumed by bitterness. Realizing Helen was not the innocent, adored woman he once believed in was breaking his heart. Even though he had finally secured the position he had always dreamed of at the company, he couldn’t feel complete happiness. His only motivation now was the child Virginia was expecting. The following days passed quietly. He heard nothing about Helen, but his mood was awful. He didn’t feel like going home and spent most of his time at the office. However, one night, he arrived home unannounced. He no longer wanted to report to Virginia. When he opened the door, the first thing he did was check the living room for her—but she wasn’t there. He searched the entire house, but there was no sign of her. Pulling out his phone, he dialed her number. She didn’t answer. She’s supposed to be pregnant, he thought. Where would she go in that condition? Hours passed with no sign of Virginia. Fernando began to panic, fearing something had happened to her. He called