All Chapters of Running From The Evil Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

In the lavish, magnificent room, the colorful sparkling chandeliers shine. Almira sat on the big bed, his face was so gloomy and pitiful. Her hands clenched tightly, occasionally twitching. Today is her wedding day with the chairman of the gem group, Nolan Patrick. However, for Almira, this marriage day is about to push her to seven levels of hell. Almira wants to run away. But Nolan Patrick has strictly guarded by the bodyguards, a fly can not try to get through. How sorrowful! An hour later, Nolan also finished receiving guests. The first thing he did was to go straight to the wedding room. The heavy door was pushed out, and the robust body of Nolan arrogantly entered. "What's wrong? Not happy?" Seeing Nolan, Almira was startled in fear. She stepped backward, stammering: "Begging me. Please forgive me." "Hahaa!" Nolan laughed sarcastically. His solid arm reached out, squeezing Almira's neck. The hatred of the sky burned in the eyes, almost about to swallow Almira's whole p

"You ... we can't." Almira cried out in horror. She looked at Nolan Patrick in a panic, cold body. If possible, Almira is willing to throw away all integrity just to let him spare Luis. But Nolan wanted to use this infamous way to insult her, she did not resign. Almira looked at Luis dully, tears falling in tears. In front of the person she loved, she could do nothing but save him. She felt useless. Nolan Patrick grinned. He grabbed Almira's neck with force, then pulled her into the bedroom. A few minutes later, a shrill scream. The burning heat invaded Almira's tall slender legs. Nolan Patrick forced her to drink weird water. After drinking, Almira became hot and extremely uncomfortable. Her soft long hair was wet, drooping to the ground, feeling all the blood from her brain was constantly flowing back into each facial muscle. Almira was suspended in the air, blood vessels seemed to be rushing to the brain. Her small body was constantly trembling. "This painful feeling is stil

Mr. Leon angrily kept a warning on the phone. After being a little angry, the other end of the phone hung up. Nolan Patrick turned to look at Almira, his lips are slightly curved. He stood up, and walked towards her lying, smirking, warning: "Can you hear me? Just because your stupid actions have led to how big the consequences. Almira, you should remember, when you do anything without my permission, don't take risks. The consequences will be very serious, my dear lady." Almira looked at Nolan tiredly, didn't want to argue with him, didn't want to add fuel to the fire. Remembering Luis, she tried to get up, trembled, and asked:"Luis ... How's he?" Speaking of this name, Nolan Patrick became even angrier. He stood up, put his hands on the hospital bed, and brought Almira inside. "Dare to dream about that bastard?" "I ... I just don't want to get involved with him. Nolan, as long as you forgive Luis, I will follow whatever conditions you want. "Almira had tears in her eyes.

Although Almira has returned home, the aftermath of that escape day has not cooled down. The press has more news to write. They rumored that Almira was forced by Nolan Patrick to return home. And in fact, their marriage is not happy. Of course, the truth is still the truth. However, only the insiders themselves understand this. Almira sat in the room, silently looking at the face in the mirror. Fatigue and heaviness were constantly hidden in her eyes. Almira took the comb and combed her hair. At this time, she was extremely desperate. Suddenly, Nolan Patrick stepped in, holding a thick document in his hand. He placed it in front of Almira, coldly pointing to the document, softly speaking. "Tomorrow, you and I will attend the press conference. You should remember, everything was caused by you. Therefore, when the journalist asked any questions, it was best to close your mouth." Almira widened his eyes and looked at him, surprised: "Why do I have to attend the press conference with