THE CEO'S PROPERTY

only sound, besides my feet hitting the concrete, was the rustling of leaves in the ha

ast our house. However, my heart pounded when, in the midst of my spri

ven faster. The cool night wind embraced my face as I ran relentlessly. My cloth

uldn't afford to be caught. I'd planned this escape meticulously and couldn't afford to fail. Grippin

my forte, and the pain was evident. Approaching our village gate, I looked ba

g no attention. Once outside, various vehicles passed on the highway, and people

o a woman, I apologized and hurried on, resisting the

osing in. I increased my pace, running with no specific destination, just despe

no one chasing me. Had they given up? Exhausted, I walked to the post, leaning against it to catch

ster. She revealed that Daddy knew I left, and his men had seen me. Tears welled u

edge, contrasts sharply with the support they showed when I finished my business management course – the only path they approved.

dictating her choices. Eventually, she succumbed to marrying a random businessman fo

other business tycoon with respect, despite my clear objections. Wiping away tears,

st, uncertain if it could conceal me. Their words indicated a determined s

ent, I left my hiding spot, moving swiftly along the gutter. My heart raced when

r wouldn't return until I escaped. In that confined space, minutes passed, sweat dripping down my face and n

ars rolled down my cheek. This was a drastic step, a consequence of my parents' actions. As

o move. Panic set in; the owner had arrived. Before I could free myself

My lips hung open as I realized it was a man behind the wheel, but beyond his rippled muscle

resence? What if he gets angry? He might think I have ma

k. However, this didn't last long. As the car stopped at a red light, the light from a lamppost

raise an eyebrow and shift his attention to the back. One hand remained on the wheel, while the o

a hesitant wave. "Uh,

His lips parted in shock, quickly replaced by anger. "Who t

the right words. "Are you a thief?"

not! Do I look like a thie

tly before refocusing on the road, realizing the vehicles were already moving again. "I'm sorry. I

thief, hiding from those peopl

ike that! It just s

I chuckled sarcastically, wiping away a tear. "Look what you've done to

tear on my cheek. "This isn't the time for dram

lice station nearby. Before I could inquire, he abruptly stopped the

ll me where you're taking me?

against the car door, feeling exhausted from the recent events. I had no idea wher

ing? I-I think I can get off here,"

zing we were still in Taguig but had moved far from my home. I had no clue where I

? I think I can get off here," I re

r, he halted the car. I straightened up, observing him pull down the trunk. "Goo

shook my head. "N-Nothi

don't know her. What charges can

and for a moment, I saw how handsome he was. But fear and a

he idea of a stranger hiding inside it while I'm out. Don't you th

ccidentally hitting hi

!" I exclaimed in frustration. Some people were staring at us, but I ignored them. Damn! I feel so frustrated and messed up right now. What does he think of me? Plannin

ontact my dad. He'll find out I'm here, and all the sacrifices I've made will be in v

ase," said the policeman, gripping my

dle that. I nodded and followed him, trying to ap

an with narrow-minded eyes holding me. The policeman in front of m

my mind. I'll take care of her," he said coldly, releas

d, his car a bit far. He faced me, and our eyes locked. His eyes, d

brow furrowed in coldness. "Just be thankful that I save

meters away. "Wait!" I said. He

ed to get cold due to the nervousness. I didn't know what to say to him or why I stop

come wit