All Chapters of His Runaway Bride’s Revenge: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The Cost of SurrenderThe Decision That Breaks ThemThe days following her conversation with Adrian were heavy, each one feeling like a slow suffocation. Claire couldn’t shake the feeling that her life was spiraling, slipping through her fingers, no matter how hard she tried to grasp it. She had told Adrian she didn’t know if she could leave, and as much as she hated to admit it, the truth was that she wasn’t sure she could. But even more than that, she wasn’t sure she could stay.The reality of Adrian’s world—his empire, his power, and his need for control—had become too much to ignore. Claire had always known he was a man of ambition, but now it seemed like every piece of him, every action, was tied to the need for dominance. She had thought their connection was special, that love could somehow overcome the suffocating walls that surrounded them. But now, all she saw was a prison built on power, lies, and unspoken rules.And in the middle of it all, Claire felt like she was losing h

The Price of FreedomThe AftermathThe sound of the elevator doors closing behind her echoed through the hallway, a sound that seemed to reverberate through Claire’s entire being. For a moment, she simply stood there, her hand still hovering over the button that would take her down to the lobby, away from everything that had once been her life.She had done it. She had walked away from Adrian. From the life she had built with him. From everything she had known. But now, as the doors closed and the elevator began its descent, Claire felt the weight of her decision crush her chest. She had wanted freedom—she had needed it—but now, all she felt was the absence of him, the absence of everything that had defined her.The elevator doors opened, and Claire stepped out into the bright, cold light of the lobby, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the weight of the city pressing down on her. She had no idea where she was going. No idea what she was doing. But she couldn’t stay there

The Ties That BindThe Moment of TruthThe call from Adrian had unsettled Claire more than she cared to admit. She had expected it, but when it came, it was different. His voice had held an edge of finality, as though he wasn’t simply trying to bring her back into his world, but was preparing for a confrontation that would define both their futures.Claire sat in the small, sparse apartment she had rented, her fingers trembling as she stared at the phone, still warm from the call. She knew Adrian was used to getting what he wanted. But she had walked away. She had chosen herself.At least, she thought she had.But now, with the call still echoing in her ears, Claire wasn’t so sure.Her heart still ached at the thought of him. She had been so sure about walking away, about escaping the prison of his world. Yet, with his voice in her ear, his words full of dark promises, she felt the pull again. The power he had over her was something she could never completely shake, no matter how hard

A War of SilenceClaire’s footsteps echoed through the long corridors of Blackwood Tower, but the storm raging inside her was louder.Her heart pounded, her hands trembling as she clenched them into fists. She had walked out of Adrian’s office, but she could still feel his presence, his words clinging to her like a chain she couldn’t break."You already belong to me."The way he had said it, the quiet authority laced with possessiveness, sent a shiver down her spine. And the worst part? He wasn’t entirely wrong.No matter how much she hated it, Adrian owned her. Their contract said so. Their twisted, tangled relationship ensured it.And now, there was something else. Something neither of them had planned for.A baby.Claire pressed a hand to her stomach as she stepped into the elevator, her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. She still didn’t know for sure, but the signs had been there for weeks—the nausea, the exhaustion, the undeniable feeling that something inside her had s

A Battle of WillsClaire sat motionless on the plush sofa in the penthouse’s sunlit lounge, her fingers tightening around the edges of the medical report Adrian had left behind. The sleek Blackwood logo was stamped in the top right corner, a reminder of his reach—his power.She hadn’t even needed to open it.Adrian had already confirmed what she feared.She was pregnant.A shuddering breath escaped her lips as she stared at the words in front of her. It should have felt real now, tangible. But it didn’t. It still felt like something distant, a possibility that had yet to sink in.But Adrian had made it real.And now, the question wasn’t whether she was having this child.It was what she was going to do about Adrian.Her thoughts were cut short by the sound of the door opening. She stiffened as the familiar presence filled the room.Adrian.She didn’t turn to look at him, didn’t acknowledge him at all. But she could feel him, the quiet intensity of his stare burning into her.He moved