All Chapters of Forced to Marry the cruel Billionaire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Emma POVI never imagined I’d be staying at the most luxurious hotel in the city. Even though I was married to a wealthy man, during those two and a half years, I rarely left the house. That was Gregory’s advice—to stay there so no one would know about our marriage.A few hours ago, Edward had purchased tickets and some clothes for me. I was heading to a distant and unknown country. Edward told me that a close friend of his would be waiting for me and would take me to the house where he had lived his whole life.I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable. I was running away from my ex-husband, carrying the child he had longed for, leaving everything behind while being helped by his greatest enemy.By now, Gregory must have uncovered the entire truth, and he would never forgive me for it. This certainty tore my heart like a dagger piercing my chest. Imagining Gregory hating me was not a comfortable feeling, especially knowing that I loved him and might never forget him.As I tried to rest,

POV Emma.I wasn’t sure how long I had been holding the phone, staring at the screen with Gregory’s number ready for an emergency call. My heart pounded violently against my chest as I fought against my desire to falter.The TV news wouldn’t stop replaying the death of Gregory’s grandfather. It seemed to be the saddest event of the year. Everyone mourned the death of the man who had forced me to love my fake husband. No one knew him the way I did; that old scoundrel ruined my life.I decided to attend his funeral. The news reported that the burial would take place that afternoon in the cemetery west of the city. I pulled a few pieces of clothing out of my suitcase and went to the bathroom to get ready. I kept going over the plan in my mind as I felt the hot water run down my body. Not only that, but I just wanted to make sure Gregory was okay, that he wasn't concerned about my disappearance, and then I would leave for good.I tied my hair into a bun and placed a black hat over it. The

Emma’s POVI stormed into the hotel like a hurricane, bumping into and knocking over everything in my path. I still had the impression that Gregory was chasing me; it was like going back in time, back to the day when Mason and those men pursued and captured me.Not only that, but I entered the room, locked the door, and stood in front of it with my heart pounding in my chest, waiting for someone to burst in and drag me into hell.Damn it! My mind was playing tricks on me.I collapsed onto the bed, closing my eyes until my body calmed down. Afterward, I undressed and went to the bathroom. I had never felt so defeated. What was I thinking, going to Grandpa’s funeral? Did I really believe no one would see me? Now Gregory knew I was in town and would send people to hunt me down everywhere.I wrapped myself in a robe and stepped out of the bathroom. The heat fogged my vision, but when I realized there was someone in my room, I almost screamed.“Edward?” My heart resumed its punishing rhyth

Emma’s PoVThe photo showed Gregory on the ground, and the article detailed how Edward, the heir to the inheritance and the city’s new billionaire, had expelled the big loser.My heart burst in my chest. Gregory deserved to go through all of this—I knew that—but I couldn’t shake the feeling of guilt. I had caused all this mess when I decided to leave and leave only a divorce agreement with.Then I remembered Gregory’s last message. He had sent Mason to look for me. The last thing I wanted was to see my stepfather again and witness him reveling in my suffering.I was nervous in the room, dreading stepping out and running into Mason at any moment. It was safer to stay there, waiting for Edward. I turned off my cell phone, removed the chip, but couldn’t throw it away. Perhaps I would need it when my child was born. Maybe Gregory would want to meet him.Unlikely. He hadn’t asked about the child even once. The baby was merely a means to secure the inheritance, and since it was too late, th

Gregory’s PoVEdward asked for the postponement of his inauguration for the second time. It was obvious he would; he claimed to be traveling for work, but I knew exactly what he was doing. He was taking Emma to another country to hide her from me, believing I wouldn’t find her.I tried to discover where that bastard had gone, but the airline refused to provide me the information, not even for a hefty sum. Edward was clever enough to cover his tracks, but I was determined to outsmart him.I was in my office, piecing together clues about where Emma might be, when Alya walked in unannounced. I only realized it had grown dark outside when I glanced at the window and saw the night. Not only that, but I didn’t say a word to her; I merely watched, annoyed, as she approached and wrapped her arms around me.I immediately pulled away and avoided looking at her, knowing I’d see her disappointment. But Alya wasn’t the type to hide her feelings. If something bothered her, she’d say it outright, bo