All Chapters of My Steprother's Secret Obsession: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

I spent the entire night unable to sleep. I lay awake staring at the ceiling, replaying every second of what happened over and over inside my head until it became unbearable. And slowly, regret started creeping into me.Elyssa told me she had something important to say. Yet I never even let her finish. I did not give her a chance to explain herself. I just kept cutting her off, throwing my anger at her until she walked away. Now I could not stop wondering what it was she had desperately wanted to tell me.What was so important that she came all the way here? But then I tried to convince myself it did not matter. Whatever it was, Elyssa would probably come back anyway. That was what I kept telling myself.Deep down, I already knew the truth. I still loved her. Only her. From the very beginning until now, no other woman had ever come close to replacing what I felt for her.Who was I kidding? The reason I was so restless and tormented was because guilt was a

It was my third day here in Pattaya, Thailand for a business trip. I was currently trying to court and convince a major investor to fund a brand-new construction company I planned to establish here in Thailand. This would become the very first branch our group would launch in South East Asia, and if everything went according to plan, we were aiming to begin operations by next year.The investor I was pursuing was a wealthy Russian businessman who had married a Thai woman years ago and eventually chose to settle permanently in Pattaya. He owned several successful businesses across Thailand, and securing his support would be a huge breakthrough for our expansion plans.We had already met once before to discuss several investment proposals. My team had presented our company portfolio, future projections, and development plans, and thankfully, he seemed genuinely interested. But today's meeting was the most important one yet.This was the meeting where we would fina

 Elyysa's POV:  I had just come from my latest check-up with my OB-GYN. Now that I was already seven months pregnant, my appointments had become more frequent. Instead of monthly visits, my doctor now wanted to monitor me every two weeks to make sure both the baby and I remained healthy until delivery. Thankfully, everything went perfectly during today’s check-up.According to my doctor, my baby was developing very well, and all the results looked good. She even smiled warmly while telling me that, based on my condition and the baby’s position, everything pointed toward a safe and normal delivery.Hearing those words filled my heart with overwhelming relief and happiness.For the past several months, my greatest fear had always been whether my baby would remain healthy despite all the stress and emotional pain I went through during the early stages of m

My entire body stiffened instantly and when I faced him, I saw him standing there breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly from chasing after me. His face looked tense and furious, but beneath the anger, I could also see something else. Fear, raw and  overwhelming fear.“Where do you think you’re going?! Did you honestly think you could just run away from me again?  That you could disappear into thin air like you did seven months ago and I would just let it happen?” he demanded harshly.His voice was rough and breathless, yet filled with so much emotion that it made my chest tighten painfully. I immediately struggled against his grip.“What is your problem?!Let go of me!” I snapped furiously, my emotions finally exploding after months of suppressing everything inside me. I tried pulling my arm free, but his hold only tightened.“You have no right to touch me anymore so let me go!” I shouted at him, glaring through the tears alread

No matter how hard I pushed against him or tried to wrench myself free, he refused to let me go. His grip on my arm remained unyielding, almost painful, as though he knew that the very second he loosened his hold, I would run and disappear forever.And honestly, that was exactly what I intended to do. The moment I saw even the smallest opportunity, I planned to escape. I would run as far as I could and hide somewhere he would never find me again. Somewhere he could not follow. Somewhere he could no longer disrupt the fragile peace I had spent months fighting to build for myself and my baby.Resentment burned fiercely inside my chest, so intense it felt like it might consume me whole. Now that he had finally found me, he was acting as though he had been desperately searching for me all this time. As though he was the victim in all of this. As though I owed him an explanation.The audacity of it made my blood boil. He was the reason I left. He was the one who refu