All Chapters of Forced to Marry the cruel Billionaire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Emma.Edward looked at me and stood like that for a few seconds, his eyes glazed over, his mouth slightly open as if he intended to say something but couldn’t. We were still on the porch of the house. His security guards spread across the entire property. Edward glanced around the place, and I could see a smirk tugging at his lips.What was so funny about my question?But instinctively, I felt that something was wrong. My chest tightened the moment Edward’s gaze met mine again. I held my breath when he took a few steps forward and got closer to me.“It’s true that Gregory lost everything. There’s no chance he can overturn the will’s outcome—unless Grandpa comes back from the grave and changes history.”My heart sank into my chest. My gaze became lost, as if I had just understood things at that very moment. Gregory had told the truth—he wasn’t after me for the inheritance, but because, maybe…“Why are you asking me that, Emma?” Edward’s voice pulled me back and interrupted my train of

Gregory.A day had passed since the last message I had sent to Emma, and there was no reply. Either she hadn’t believed me, or Edward had found out everything and was punishing her for it at this very moment.Remorse for not following him and discovering where Emma was, gnawing at me from the inside. Had I put Emma’s life at risk? What did I expect to happen after that?I held my head in both hands and silently lamented. Then I made one last attempt, picking up my phone and sending her a message. This wasn’t working. Silence fell over me, and I tormented myself. I had never convinced Emma of anything—I forced her to do what needed to be done. Now that she was far away, it would be even harder to make her believe my words.Realizing that I was worrying too much, I tried to relax with a hot bath. I asked Samantha to prepare some tea, claiming I had a headache. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, my fingers intertwined, my head lowered, when the maid entered. Not only that, but I heard

GregoryThe voice is echoing in my head. My throat became as dry as a desert, and when I finally managed to respond, the words scratched intensely against my throat.“What did you say?”“Mrs. Mayo Clinic hospitalized Emma, and she asked me to inform her husband of her location.“What?” I must have looked like a complete idiot after hearing those words, but for someone who had disappeared so suddenly, it was difficult to believe that Emma herself was revealing her whereabouts.Unless something grave had happened.“What happened? Why is Emma in the hospital?”“I need to hang up, sir.”A deafening silence came from the other end of the line, and I stared at my phone screen, unable to believe that this was actually happening. The call had ended, leaving my mind messy. What if this was just another trap set by Edward? Maybe he was luring me in to cause another accident and get me out of the way for good.There was no other way to find out—I had to take the risk.Emma was only a few kilomet

Gregory.It had been many years since I last set foot in a hospital. I didn’t visit Grandpa even during his months-long hospitalization, and consequently, his contempt for me increased during the final months of his life.The smell of the place brought back terrible memories. The last time I had entered a place like this was when my parents died.My feet suddenly froze, and I looked into Samantha’s eyes, thinking I wouldn’t be able to go on. After my parents’ death, everything in my life became chaos, and now, recalling it all, it felt as if I couldn’t move forward.“What happened, Mr. Gregory?” Samantha’s voice brought me back. I had been right to bring her with me.“It’s nothing,” I lied, though her expression showed her disbelief. I forced myself to continue, one step at a time, until I stood in front of the guard.I hadn’t thought of a plan, and I only realized it when I reached that point. Not only that, but I remained silent, staring at the man in front of me, unsure of what to

GregoryHow selfish of me to remain numb while Emma wept over the death of our child. It was as if she carried all the blame, and my previous words had done nothing to lessen the weight crushing her heart.Slowly, I approached her as if it were the first time I had ever done so, and with one hand, I rested it on her back, which trembled in sync with the intensifying of her sobs. Emma—the most stubborn woman I had ever known—now so fragile.“It wasn’t your fault, Emma,” I said, feeling a knot tightening in my throat.Would I be a coward if I cried for a child I never even met?“If I hadn’t gone with Edward, this wouldn’t have happened.” I fixed my eyes on her and sharpened my hearing to carefully catch her next words. “He found out I was messaging you. We had an argument, and he pushed me.”My eyes widened, and my blood boiled inside me. Hearing her account sent involuntary chills through my body.“That damned son of a bitch,” I clenched my fist, wishing Edward were right in front of m