All Chapters of The Runaway Girlfriend of the Billionaire's Son: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Pumayag ang lola ni Mae na sa kwarto na lamang nila ipagpatuloy ang pag-uusap. Tahimik itong nagpaalam na kakausapin muna nito si Vanessa sa labas, habang binibigyan sila ng espasyo na mag-isa.Pagkasara ng pinto sa likuran nila, agad na bumigat ang hangin sa loob ng kwarto.Bumalot agad ang katahimikan na parang biglang nawala ang buong mundo sa labas.Sandaling nagkatitigan sina Mae at Kent. Walang salitang lumabas sa mga bibig nila pero sapat na ang mga mata nila para maipaalala sa isa’t isa ang lahat ng nangyari, ang paghahanap, ang takot, ang sakit, at ang pagod na hindi maipaliwanag.Hindi na nakatiis si Mae. Isang iglap lang, lumapit siya kay Kent at niyakap ito nang mahigpit.“Grabe ka,” she whispered against his chest, her voice trembling but softer now. “Sobrang miss na miss kita.”Humigpit ang yakap niya, parang takot siyang mawala ulit ito kung bibitaw siya kahit saglit.“Ang tanga ko talaga,” she added weakly, almost laughing through her tears. “Puro stress at kalokohan l

The room was quiet in a way that made every small sound feel louder.The soft hum of the electric fan filled the space, blending with the faint sound of the waves outside and the occasional rustle of leaves from the trees surrounding the house. The warm light from the small lamp beside the bed cast soft shadows across the walls, making everything feel slower, softer, and more intimate.Mae sat at the edge of the bed, her hands resting on her lap, though her fingers kept moving nervously against the fabric of her dress.She had finally stopped crying. But the emotions were still there. Heavy and unsettled. Her heart had not calmed since the moment Kent found her. Maybe it never would. Not when he was standing only a few steps away. Not when he was looking at her like that.Kent stood near the window for a moment, watching her in silence.There was something unreadable in his expression, something deep and quiet, something that had been building since the moment he stepped onto that isl

Mae’s breath trembled the moment Kent pulled her closer again.The space between them had disappeared completely, leaving nothing but warmth, racing heartbeats, and the quiet desperation of two people who had been apart for far too long.Kent kissed her slowly at first, as if savoring every second, every reaction, every soft breath that escaped her lips.Mae’s fingers tightened against his shoulders, her body responding to every gentle touch, every lingering kiss he pressed against her skin.“Kent…” she whispered, her voice already unsteady.He lifted his gaze to her, his hand sliding softly along her waist, holding her close, making sure she felt every ounce of certainty in him.“I’m here,” he murmured.And somehow, those two words made everything feel even more overwhelming.Mae closed her eyes as his lips found her neck again, slower this time, warmer, more deliberate. Every kiss sent shivers through her, making her breathing uneven, making it harder to think.A soft sound escaped

Her mother’s voice cut through the silence like a blade.“So,” she said slowly, her eyes never leaving Kent, “nahanap mo na pala si Mae. Ang tigas din ng bungo mo, ano? Ilang beses ko bang sasabihin sa’yo na layuan mo ang anak ko?”The words hung heavily in the small sala. Mae felt her chest tighten.Her fingers instinctively gripped Kent’s hand harder, but Kent did not move. He stood there beside her, calm and steady, as if her mother’s words had not shaken him at all.But Mae knew him. She knew the slight tightening of his jaw. The way his shoulders straightened just a little more. He was holding himself back. And that scared her almost as much as her mother’s presence.For a few long seconds, no one spoke. Even the sound of the electric fan seemed louder now.Vanessa looked like she wanted to disappear.Mae’s grandmother remained seated, quiet and observant, gently waving her abaniko like she was watching a storm she already knew would come.Kent finally spoke. His voice was calm a

The rest of the afternoon passed more quietly than anyone expected.It felt strange how a house that had been carrying so much tension only a few hours ago now felt lighter. The storm had not completely passed, but the thunder had stopped. The air no longer felt like it would break with one wrong word.For now, that was enough.Sunlight poured softly through the windows of Lola’s house, warming the wooden floor and filling the small sala with a peaceful glow. Outside, the island moved at its usual slow pace. Fishermen were returning from the shore, children were running barefoot along the dirt paths, and somewhere nearby, someone was playing old music from a radio.Life had continued.As if the emotional war inside that little house had not just happened.Vanessa, who had somehow survived the entire confrontation without fainting, had fully recovered and was now sitting beside Lola near the window, happily eating sliced mangoes like she had not nearly witnessed three people destroy ea