All Chapters of Billionaire's runaway bride: Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

A trap.One that was closing in on him—With no visible means of escape.Jonathan stood there, frozen in the weight of that realization.Then—Knock.Knock knock.The sound cut through the silence like a blade.He jolted.His entire body reacted instantly, as if struck by electricity.His heart leapt violently against his chest.Knock. Knock.Fear gripped him.Raw.Unfiltered.He straightened abruptly, wiping the sweat from his face with shaky hands, trying—desperately—to compose himself.But he was a mess.Completely.The weight of everything had shattered whatever control he thought he had.Before he could even respond—The door began to open.Fast.Too fast.But to him—Everything slowed.His heartbeat thundered in his ears.Loud.Violent.Uncontrollable.This is it…The thought struck hard.She’s here…She wants to finish this…She threatened me—why stop there?His breath shortened instantly, his chest tightening as though air itself had become scarce.Like a man on the edge of an

Jonathan felt it again—That crushing wave.Full force.with no time to react whatsoever.EmotionallyPsychologicallyRelentless. he has to pick the call infact he must pick the call or stand to answer his wife's question on who was that. and possibly a check on the contact that has called repeatedly and yet he did not want to pick.and then it is another woman.not just another woman but the same Matilda. from his friends past. For a second, he thought of stepping out.Taking the call somewhere else.Away from the room.Away from his wife.But no—That would raise suspicion.Too obvious. it would make her question the call Too dangerous. I can't afford to tell her anything now I don't know how to say anything right now. His heart pounded violently against his chest as he quickly reduced the call volume.His fingers trembled.Uncontrollably.Like someone struck by cold.Or fear.Or both.Slowly—He lifted the phone to his ear.Silence. he said nothing after picking the call he w

The lady in the blue scrubs…He let out a loose, drunken laugh.“Hahahaha…”“She looked… very beautiful, you know,” Jerald muttered, his words slurring into each other. “If it were me, I wouldn’t just see such beauty and ignore it. I’d… I’d want to be part of her life.”His head rested heavily against the car seat, eyes half-open, half-lost. His tongue struggled to form words properly—caught somewhere between sleep and intoxication.“And she seems… calm-headed too,” he added softly. “The kind that won’t stress you… won’t trouble you, especially with the nature of your work.”Jonathan kept his eyes on the road, silent.a great relieve washed down his spine his heart was trying to breath normal again.for a moment he lost it earlier he was drown in his thoughts seeing a lady in his office ofcourse something like that happened but it was not. recently and to the best of his knowledge he knows no one knows about what happened with the the lady ( woman) at his office. Jerald suddenly lift

She stepped out of the bathroom.A towel wrapped around her chest—barely holding.It struggled against her curves, refusing to stay in place, leaving her thighs and legs exposed as she moved.Jerald’s eyes followed her.Silent.Unblinking.She didn’t notice.Or maybe… she chose not to.She walked straight into the closet.Moments later, she emerged in a gray gown—elegant, fitted, effortless.A model.Every inch of her.“How do I look?” she asked, stepping out confidently.Silence.No response.She frowned slightly.“Jerald?”The room was empty.Just the low hum of the AC…A few clothes scattered on the bed…Stillness.She turned slowly, scanning the room.Nothing.Her steps grew quicker as she moved toward the door.She tried the handle.Locked.Her breath hitched.But… I locked this last night…A flicker of unease crept in.She stood there, frozen for a second.Then—“Yeah… that’s what I’m talking about.”His voice.Behind her.She spun around.“Where were you?” Her voice carried a m