All Chapters of The Runaway Bride: Chapter 61 - Chapter 66

It was the tenth call Helen had made to Fernando. It wasn’t normal for him to be taking so long with their little one—especially considering his medical condition. The less time he spent away from home, the better. “Fernando, answer!” Helen kept repeating to herself. She grabbed her bag and was ready to leave when, finally, he picked up. “My love, finally! What happened? Why weren’t you answering me?” On the other end of the line, Fernando was a mess. His nerves were shattered, and he was overwhelmed with anguish. “Honey,” he said softly, “we have a problem.” “What problem?” Helen felt like she might faint. “Santiago is gone. I left him with a nurse for a moment, and when I came back, he wasn’t there anymore.” Fernando’s voice cracked as tears began to fall. The moment Helen heard those words, a terrible pain took over her chest. She couldn’t even manage a whisper. “Helen, my love, please stay calm. The police are on their way.” “Fernando, I’m going there.” Helen hung up and r

After everything that happened at the airport and giving his official statement, Fernando rushed to the hospital. His son had been admitted to the emergency room, and his presence was crucial. Although Helen was already with Santiago, she wasn’t strong enough to handle the situation on her own. When he arrived, their son had already been moved to intensive care. Although the kidnapping hadn’t lasted long, the trauma he had suffered, compounded by his already fragile health, had seriously complicated his condition. To such an extent that he had to be placed in an induced coma. Helen sat hugging the edge of the bed, consumed by a deep sadness. She knew the moment to say goodbye to one of her children was approaching, and it was tearing her apart. It was a feeling too difficult to explain, and she had no idea how to deal with it. Fernando approached silently, but she sensed his presence and lifted her head. When she saw him, as if needing to breathe again, she threw herself into his a

A Few Months Later "It hurts too much!" Helen cried out, feeling her hips begin to give way under the force of her contractions. The time had come—her daughter, Luciana, was ready to be born. With every minute, the pain grew more intense. "Hold on, honey! We're almost at the hospital. I still don’t understand that absurd idea of waiting until the very last minute to give birth," Fernando said, speeding through the crowded streets, his hands trembling and beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "Just drive! Please!" Helen screamed, her voice growing louder and more desperate. A few blocks ahead, Fernando parked his car in front of the hospital where their daughter was meant to be born. Helen got out of the passenger seat as best she could, while Fernando ran out to bring a wheelchair. He helped her sit down and led her inside. A group of doctors was already waiting—everything was prepared to welcome the new member of the family. "Fernando, I can't take it anymore! I need to push!