A Billionaire's Runaway Wife

Chapter 4: The Flashback Hits

Mimi groaned in pure frustration. "Of all the days, it had to break down today! Unbelievable!"

She looked out at the empty highway. "Alright, it's fine. You stay here with the car. I will hail a passing taxi and head to the airport on my own."

Ramu Kaka gasped in terror. "What are you saying, Ma? If the Master finds out that I left you alone on the highway, I will lose my job immediately!"

Mimi waved her hand dismissively. "He won't find out anything from me. You just stay here and take care of the vehicle. Go."

The driver was highly reluctant to leave her alone, but Mimi left him with no choice. She practically forced him to stay behind, commanding him to return home later and inform her parents that she had reached the airport safely and boarded her flight without any issues.

Left with no other option, the driver nodded and stepped back. Mimi stood by the side of the desolate highway, anxiously scanning the road, waiting for a vacant taxi to appear.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a group of rowdy, menacing men appeared from the shadows and began circling her, their faces twisted into disgusting leers.

One of the thugs stepped forward, whistling loudly. "Well, well, well... look who it is! Recognizing us, Mamoni? Where is your husband today, huh? That day he was showing off so much heroism, acting like a big hero. Why are you all alone today?"

Mimi’s heart dropped into her stomach. She stumbled backward, her voice trembling with sheer panic. "Listen... you are making a massive mistake. I don't know who you are! I have never seen you before!"

The thugs laughed menacingly, exchanging mocking glances. "Oh look at her! The drama queen is pretending she doesn't even recognize us!"

Mimi shook her head frantically, her tears blinding her vision. "I swear I am telling the truth! I don't know you people, I have never seen your faces in my entire life! What are you even talking about?!"

The leader of the gang stepped closer, his eyes gleaming with malice. "It's alright, no problem at all. We will make sure you remember us perfectly today. That day, you escaped because your little hero was with you. Who is going to save you today, huh?"

The men burst into loud, sinister laughter and began advancing toward her aggressively.

Terrified for her life, Mimi kept backing away as they closed the distance. Sensing their horrific intentions, she turned around and began sprinting down the highway as fast as her legs could carry her. The thugs immediately gave chase, shouting and running right behind her.

As she ran in blind panic, her purse slipped from her hands, and her phone clattered onto the hard asphalt. But Mimi didn't dare to stop or look back; she kept running for her bare survival.

After running a short distance, completely breathless and blinded by tears, Mimi suddenly crashed violently into the front bumper of a luxury car that had suddenly pulled up.

The thugs, who had been ruthlessly chasing her down, skidded to a halt. The moment their eyes fell upon the man sitting inside the luxury vehicle, their faces drained of color. Terrified out of their wits by his mere presence, the men turned around and fled into the distance, disappearing from the scene.

Realizing that her pursuers had suddenly vanished out of sheer terror of the man inside the car, Mimi trembling violently, looked through the windshield.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a fair, strikingly handsome man. For some unknown reason, his face was contorted in a blinding, monstrous rage, his complexion turning crimson with fury.

Desperate for a savior, Mimi rushed to the passenger side and knocked on the window. "Thank you... thank you so much! Please, can you please drive me to the airport? I am in grave danger!"

Without uttering a single word, the man coldly reached over and unlocked the passenger door.

"Thank you!" Mimi cried out in immense relief, quickly sliding into the seat and shutting the door.

As the car sped down the highway, Mimi leaned back against the leather seat, her chest heaving as she tried to calm her racing heart. Who were those horrific men? Why were they saying those bizarre things to me? And who is this mysterious man beside me, whose very sight was enough to terrify those criminals away?

Lost in her chaotic thoughts, Mimi suddenly blinked and looked out the window. She noticed that the car had veered sharply to the left, moving away from the highway.

Panic gripped her throat again. "Wait... what are you doing? The airport is in the opposite direction! Why did you turn the car this way?" Mimi asked, her voice rising in fear.

The man completely ignored her question. He kept his eyes locked on the road, driving with a cold, terrifying intensity, his hands gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. Mimi began frantic conversations, begging him to answer, but the man remained dead silent, his rage radiating through the suffocating air of the car.

After a long, agonizing drive, the car pulled up and came to a halt in front of a majestic, beautifully designed pink mansion. The estate was absolutely stunning, surrounded by lush green lawns and a serene, peaceful environment.

Mimi stared at the massive gates in sheer terror. Turning to the silent driver, she cried out, "Why did you bring me here?! Who are you?!"

The man offered no response. He aggressively opened his door, walked over to the passenger side, and yanked her door open. Grabbing her delicate wrist in an iron grip, he forcefully dragged her out of the vehicle, hauled her through the grand entrance of the mansion, and threw her brutally onto the polished marble floor.

Before she could even scramble to her feet, the man turned around, bolted the heavy main gates from the inside, and stormed off into one of the inner rooms.

Left entirely alone, Mimi sat huddled on the cold floor, breaking down into hysterical tears. Who is this monster? Why is he doing this to me? What did I ever do to him?

A million terrifying, unanswered questions whirled through her chaotic mind. She wept bitterly, completely shattered. And right at that exact moment, a sweet, five-year-old girl came running down the grand hallway, crying "Mammum!" at the top of her lungs, and threw her tiny arms tightly around Mimi...

—

present

The sweet, innocent memory of Nidhi suddenly flashes through Mimi’s mind, pulling her violently out of the past and dragging her back to her harsh reality.

As the warm, comforting visions of her home and her loving parents fade away into the shadows of the unfamiliar room, the stark contrast of her current situation hits her like a physical blow. She is no longer the cherished, pampered daughter of the Chowdhury mansion; she is a prisoner trapped in a gilded cage, surrounded by people who look at her with deep-seated hatred and resentment.

Sitting helplessly on the cold, hard floor, the sheer weight of her devastation completely crushes her. The loneliness and terror become too much to bear, and Mimi buries her face in her hands, weeping bitterly as her tears continue to stain the floor of the dark bedroom...