All Chapters of ESCAPING THE BILLIONAIRE TO MARRY HIM: Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

CHAPTER 41 JENNA’S POV My head throbbed before my eyes opened. The air was thick with something far from the scent of a hospital room—it was musty. I rubbed my eyes in circles as I tried to adjust to the dark room. I looked around, no windows. A dim light flickered above me, it was more or less useless at it barely shone bright enough to even see around the room. When I tried to get up, the pounding in my head doubled, so I retreated back to my previous position. “Hello? Is anyone there?” I blurted loudly, using my hand as a guide around the dark room. Silence. I continued to yell until my voice gave out, my throat became patched. I had to reserve the little energy I had so I kept quiet. I curled myself into the corner, shaking from cold and hunger. After waiting for what felt like a few hours, I began to drift into sleep from exhaustion. And then. Two clicks. I jumped up, startled as I turned to see where the clicks came from. Beneath the shad

CHAPTER 43 ISABELLE’S POV The road stretched endlessly ahead of me while the warehouse loomed further into the distance. The tires hummed loudly against the bumpy road, but my mind was too occupied with thoughts to notice. I’d barely slept well in days. Not since Elijah showed up, with threats hanging around my neck like I was being held on a hanger. And now here I was, driving back to that godforsaken warehouse. Finally I pulled up at the site, the old Mercedes still sat in the same corner as it was the last time. I stepped out of the car, the gravel crunching beneath my boots with each movement. I stretched to the passenger’s seat to pull a little black bag. Before walking towards the door I quietly made a mental note of what I was carrying. I’d managed to gather the documents Elijah had asked for. Fake passports, new IDs and even forged visas. All sourced through the dirtiest channels I knew. One would ask why and how, but they just happene

CHAPTER 45 NARRATOR POV Under the bright fluorescent lights, photos of Elijah’s body were plastered across a transparent board. Photos of the warehouse, Jenna and an unidentified suspect all connected with each other. A light knock fell on the door. “Come in!” One of the forensics scientists approached detective Morgan with a clipboard. “You better be coming with good news” Morgan blurted before the scientist came into close proximity with him. “Well we’ve finished processing the scene and the samples that were provided, and there’s not much apparently.” Morgan’s voice was tight. “What do you by ‘not much’.” “We found no foreign fingerprints except that of the dead man, no DNA, nothing on Jenna’s restraints either. Everything else doesn’t seem to have been tampered with by a third party.” “How is that possible? Do you know what this means?” Just as the scientists were about to give a reply , an officer walked into the office. “Morning chief! We found survei

CHAPTER 47ISABELLE’S POV“I’ll be back soon, after that we’d begin with the ultrasound.” The nurse said. The minute she was about to step out of the door, I quickly grabbed onto her hand. “Please wait.”She turned back, staring at me with a guarded expression. I took in a few deep breaths, before revealing what I’d told no one till now. “I’m not actually pregnant.”“Excuse me?” Her face froze. She looked utterly confused. I straightened my body up on the bed. “I’m not pregnant,” I repeated. “Please…I know this might sound a bit crazy, but the man outside has no idea about what I just told you.”Her expression remained confused. “I need your help please. If those test results come out negative, he’d know I was never with child.”She moved back a few paces, shaking her head uncontrollably. “No I can’t. I..I could lose my license or worse even go to prison.”“You won’t, I promise it.”Her look still screamed uncertainty. She turned to look back towards the door and then back at me.

CHAPTER 49ISABELLE’S POV“Are you sure about this?” I questioned, my thumb hovering over the glass rim. “I can afford to waste my chances here.”I paused for some time, listening quietly. “Yes! Sure thing, give me a few hours and I’d be there. .” The call ended and I knew I had no time to waste. Immediately I grabbed my purse and laughed straight for the door. The ride was quieter than I thought. No traffic or anything to distract me from my growing thoughts. My fingers clutched the wheel tightly as I thought to myself. “This better be worth it.”After a long hour of driving, I pulled up outside a worn beat up building. On it was a huge sign that boldly wrote ‘WOMEN’S SHELTER’. I glanced around the area a few times after I jumped down from my truck. If it weren’t for the sign, any other person would as well mistake this place for what was abandoned. Two women sat in the corridor knitting, they looked to be in their late 60s , one in particular only gave a nasty look as I a