RUNNING AWAY FROM MY BETROTHED

Author_Jossy

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Introduction

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Betrayed by her fiance and her family, Ellie thought, for a fleeting moment, that being tied down to a ghost she had never known was the only option. But that was until a wild thought banged her head. "Run, Ellie!" Her mind screamed. The heart is always right, they say, and at that point in her life, Ellie had no one to trust but her shattered heart. She ran into a new city, and as if fate had chosen to compensate her for all the sufferings she had gone through, she crashed with someone who swept her off her feet on their very first encounter. But months later, a call came through from home: "Ellie, my child. You need to come ASAP! Your father has been seriously ill. Your father needs you now more than ever." The voice of her nanny echoed through the line. The following morning, Ellie was once again packing her bags and saying goodbye to the love she had found. Finding her father on his sick bed and with a swam of doctors surrounding him broke Ellie's heart into a million pieces. And then came her father's plea in his sick bed. "My dear, I am giving you a choice out of this, but on one condition: that you have to meet your betrothed even just this once. Whatever you decide after that, I, your father, will respect your decision." This was what Ellie had always wished for, but given the situation, she knew she could not upset her father. She had to concede. But the moment her supposed ghost betrothed walked in, Ellie realized one thing: she had never known the face of betrayal until that particular moment!

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CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 28
CHAPTER 29
CHAPTER 30
CHAPTER 31
CHAPTER 32
CHAPTER 33
CHAPTER 34
CHAPTER 35
CHAPTER 37
CHAPTER 38
CHAPTER 41
CHAPTER 42
CHAPTER 43
CHAPTER 44
CHAPTER 45
CHAPTER 46
CHAPTER 48
CHAPTER 50
CHAPTER 51
CHAPTER 52
CHAPTER 55
CHAPTER 56
CHAPTER 57
CHAPTEE 58
CHAPTER 59
CHAPTER 60
CHAPTER 62
CHAPTER 64
CHAPTER 65
CHAPTER 66
CHAPTER 67
CHAPTER 68
CHAPTER 69
CHAPTER 71
CHAPTER 72
CHAPTER 73
CHAPTER 74
CHAPTER 75
CHAPTER 77
CHAPTER 80
CHAPTER 81
CHAPTER 82
CHAPTER 83
CHAPTER 84
CHAPTER 85
CHAPTER 87
CHAPTER 88
CHAPTER 89
CHAPTER 90
CHAPTER 91
CHAPTER 92
CHAPTER 93
CHAPTER 94
CHAPTER 96
CHAPTER 97
CHAPTER 98
CHATER 99
CHAPTER 100
CHAPTER 101
CHAPTER 102
CHAPTER 103
CHAPTER 104
CHAPTER 106
CHAPTER 107
CHAPTER 110
CHAPTER 111
CHAPTER 112
CHAPTER 113
CHAPTER 114
CHAPTER 115
CHAPTER 117
CHAPTER 119
CHAPTER 120
CHAPTER 121
CHAPTER 122
CHAPTER 123
CHAPTER 124
CHAPTER 126
CHAPTER 127
CHAPTER 128
CHAPTER 129
CHAPTER 130
CHAPTER 132
CHAPTER 135
CHAPTER 136
CHAPTER 137
CHAPTER 138
CHAPTER 139
CHAPTER 140
CHAPTER 141
CHAPTER 142
CHAPTER 144
CHAPTER 145
CHAPTER 146
CHAPTER 147
CHAPTER 148
CHAPTER 149
CHAPTER 150
CHAPTER 151
CHAPER 153
CHAPTER 154
CHAPTER 155
CHAPTER 157
CHAPTER 158
CHAPTER 159
CHAPTER 160
CHAPTER 161
CHAPTER 162
CHAPTER 163
CHAPTER 164
CHAPTER 165
CHAPTER 167
CHAPTER 168
CHAPTER 171
CHAPTER 172
CHAPTER 173
CHAPTER 174
CHAPTER 175
CHAPTER 176
CHAPTER 178
CHAPTER 180
CHAPTER 181
CHAPTER 182
CHAPTER 183
CHAPTER 184
CHAPTER 185
CHAPTER 187
CHAPTER 189
CHAPTER 190
CHAPTER 191
CHAPTER 193
CHAPTER 197
CHAPTER 198
CHAPTER 199
CHAPTER 200
CHAPTER 201
CHAPTER 202
CHAPTER 203
CHAPTER 204
CHAPTER 205
CHAPTER 206
CHAPTER 207
CHAPTER 209
CHAPTER 211
CHAPTER 212
CHAPTER 213
CHAPTER 214
CHAPTER 219
CHAPTER 220
CHAPTER 221
CHAPTER 224
CHAPTER 225
CHAPTER 226
CHAPTER 228
CHAPTER 229
CHAPTER 231
CHAPTER 232
CHAPTER 233
CHAPTER 234
CHAPTER 235
CHAPTER 236
CHAPTER 238
CHAPTER 239
CHAPTER 240
CHAPTER 241
CHAPTER 242
CHAPTER 243
CHAPTER 244
CHAPTER 246
CHAPTER 247
CHAPTER 249
CHAPTER 250
CHAPTER 251
CHAPTER 252
CHAPTER 255
CHAPTER 256
CHAPTER 258
CHAPTER 259
CHAPTER 260
CHAPTER 262
CHAPTER 263
CHAPTER 264
CHAPTER 265
CHAPTER 266
CHAPTER 268
CHAPTER 269
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 47
CHAPTER 61
CHAPTER 86
CHAPTER 116
CHAPTER 143
CHAPTER 177
CHAPTER 222
CHAPTER 237
CHAPTER 257
CHAPTER 267
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 36
CHAPTER 79
CHAPTER 105
CHAPTER 134
CHAPTER 166
CHAPTER 195
CHAPTER 217
CHAPTER 253
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 152
CHAPTER 208
CHAPTER 245
CHAPTER 270
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 39
CHAPTER 53
CHAPTER 78
CHAPTER 108
CHAPTER 133
CHAPTER 169
CHAPTER 194
CHAPTER 230
CHAPTER 254
CHAPTER 49
CHAPTER 63
CHAPTER 118
CHAPTER 179
CHAPTER 223
CHAPTER 40
CHAPTER 54
CHAPTER 70
CHAPTER 109
CHAPTER 125
CHAPTER 170
CHAPTER 186
CHAPTER 218
CHAPTER 227
CHAPTER 261
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 76
CHAPTER 131
CHAPTER 192
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 95
CHAPTER 156
CHAPTER 210
CHAPTER 248
EPILOGUE
CHAPTER 188
CHAPTER 196

CHAPTER 1

"Holly mother of workaholics!" I rest my heavy head on my chair after parking in my compound. If shit was a person, huh! I would love to rest even just a bit more, but not here. As I step out of my car in the modest driveway of my humble abode, I let out a deep sigh. Did I say humble? Sigh! What an understatement! For heaven's sake, let me say that I live up to the weight of my title as Riccaford. Riccarford is a household name that rings a bell in each and every soul in this whole country. We are one of the owners of this country. A name that goes down from way back in time, in the times of our great ancestors. We are the gurus of money and power. I reek of wealth to the heavens, and I am not sorry to brag about it. I have both my entitlement and my sweat on this wealth. Yes, because I work my ass off from early morning until late at night beside my father to oversee the smooth and productive running of our businesses. Ooh, by the way, I am Ellie Marrie Riccaford. The one and only child of my father and late mother! People think that with this title, I am the luckiest soul in the world. I have it all. Well, I do money-wise. There is nothing in this world that money can buy that I can't afford. I won't even sweat over it. But is life all about money? Bitter sigh! Living lavishly and serving as my father's assistant as the head of the marketing department at his extensive hotel chain are the only benefits I get to enjoy as the person who has this title. Of course, this was far from my ideal profession, but I had no choice but to accede to my father's requests and demands since, as they say, who dared challenge Richard Riccaford? No one! No one dared, and I was just a naive kid who could not even look her daring father straight in the eye. His was to command, and mine was to obey, as an obedient child. I have consistently complied with his requests, even when my mom was still living. Nothing has ever changed. Following commands is an obligation of being a Riccaford, and I think being the only child contributed much to my being this disadvantaged. Everything that my father sees as advantageous for him and his businesses is what you are required to do. And that too, without questioning his decisions. Whether I am okay with his choices or not, in the end, it's his way that you will follow. My suggestions were never taken into consideration from the outset. I am the living shadow of my father. I am all that he wanted me to become. I am more of him than myself. I even forgot about having my own dreams along the way. What was the point? He is the remote of my life, pointing me in whatever direction he wants me to take. And this sucks! So very much! I have fulfilled all of his requests, obeyed all his damned orders, but the bomb that is set to go off tomorrow will jeopardize our relationship in ways which I have no control. The picture of our lives from tomorrow is so vague that I can't even picture it! Curious to know what I am ranting about? Well, tomorrow marks my twentieth birthday. Birthdays, huh? They ought to be the days that I always go out of my way and have a taste of life outside work. It has been the only day that I get to sample some enjoyment. Go out. Have fun. Shop like I am shopping for the entire world. Spoil my small circle of buddies like it's the last day of us together. Yeah, I do all that, but not tomorrow. Tomorrow is so different. And if only I could, I would halt time in its tracks. I would beg the sun to remain still. I would ask for one thing—to remain in this moment forever—if I could have just one wish at this precise moment, it would be to always live as the nineteen-year-old I am. To never face tomorrow. I would ask for time to stand still forever. Because tomorrow is the auspicious day when I am supposed to meet my betrothed—some shitty jerk that I don't even know his name. But then, hell knows, there is no way I will trade my life and happiness for that. I have obliged enough! I have been ordered around enough. I have been a good daughter, and I still will continue to be. But if this will label me differently, then so be it! I have had enough of being controlled like an object that does not have a mind of its own or a say in its life. I say enough is enough. This time, I am daring to do what I have never even dreamed of doing—fight for my happiness and my rights. I have the right to choose who to marry. The person with whom I will spend my life should be my own choice. I toss my life's sad tale to the side and begin stumbling inside. I'm worn out and drained. The weight of what awaits me tomorrow is not doing any justice to my tired self either. Before I read over the prose for my presentation for tomorrow's shareholders meetings, I might need to get some forty winks. Yeah, yeah! I know. I need a good rest. A good sleep. A vacation would do given how tirelessly I have worked of late. But do I have time? Talk of workaholics! I leap inside in excitement after realizing the door is not secured. Sherry and Rose, two of my friends, told me they would see me tomorrow, of course, for the dreadful birthday celebration as I had just spoken to them on the way here. As if I want to celebrate! Bitter sigh! Give me a break, please! I am passing on their invite, but I just did not have the courage to turn them down physically. Hopefully, I will come up with a sweet believable excuse by sunrise. Perhaps, tell them that Leo offered to celebrate with me? Speaking of Leo Theodore, my boyfriend, he is the only one with a spare key to this house. We have been dating for two years and frankly, it's high time we settle down. He is all that I could possibly want in a man, and I am the apple of his eye. Well, I have been wanting to be married for almost four months, but he is scared of the same thing that scares me. Tomorrow! Damned tomorrow! This cursed day!

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