All Chapters of Billionaire's runaway bride: Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

Okay Doc.She adjusted herself carefully on the bed, one hand resting protectively over her protruding stomach while the other held the edge of her robe together.Dr. Jonathan packed the stethoscope back into his bag slowly, but his eyes remained on her longer than necessary.There was something about her calmness that unsettled him.Most women in her condition would panic at the sight of blood.They would cry.Shake.Ask endless questions.But she sat there smiling softly like nothing had happened.“You really need to stop scaring me like this,” he finally muttered, exhaling deeply.A small laugh escaped her lips.“So the great doctor gets scared too?”He looked away immediately.“That’s not funny.”For a brief second silence stretched between them.Only the faint humming of the air conditioner filled the room.Then she noticed it again.His breathing.Uneven.Controlled... but uneven.Her eyes narrowed slightly as she studied him.“Doc...”“Hmm?”“You okay?”“Yes.”The response came

I mean, this was just one out of the numerous encounters that suggested to him that they both liked each other, yet could never truly have anything with each other, knowing the nature of their relationship.His first kiss with her had come after what started as a fairly innocent and harmless truth-and-dare game before it suddenly changed direction.Memories kept flashing through his mind as he remembered the first night he drank himself into oblivion. That night held too many memories—memories he was not proud of at all.All he could say to the taxi driver was the description of the house, and somehow, deep down, he knew he was about to cause a lot of harm to himself and his marriage by going home.The entire ride there felt endless.Streetlights passed by in blurry streaks outside the taxi window while the sound of old music played faintly through the driver's radio. He rested his head against the seat, eyes shut tightly, trying to silence the thoughts tormenting him.But every attem

In the heat of everything that had happened, the doorbell rang.Once.Then twice.Then three times.A steady pulse that cut through the silence."Are you expecting a visitor?" Jonathan asked quietly."No."Vivian replied immediately, her face tightening into a frown. Confusion clouded her expression.In a hushed tone, almost under his breath, Jonathan spoke."I know that's not Jerald."He slowly shook his head from side to side. The thought seemed to calm him. Moments earlier, the sound of the doorbell had sent a surge of panic through him, but now, remembering their earlier conversation, he relaxed.As Vivian tried to rise from where she sat beside him, he gently held her back."Jerald is out of town with his boss for some meeting in the neighborhood. He said he probably won't be back until Sunday... maybe even Monday."The words brought her visible relief.A small smile escaped her lips before she quickly straightened her face again.Then, almost whispering to herself, she asked,"T