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Misunderstanding him
Sheila's POV
Reading the news this morning left me in shock. How could two companies go bankrupt overnight? Not just my father's company, but also Alan's family company! How did this happen?I kept searching online until I found a press interview with Alan Blackwood. I clicked on the video, saw his bruised face, and gasped in surprise.Images of Andrew punching Alan quickly flashed my mind before I could hold on to it, making me wonder if it was Andrew that had truly done this to Alan.Alan…I remembered mentioning his name last night and another image of struggling with him flashed in my mind. I really needed to know what happened last night.I focused on the video and heard Alan accusing Andrew of bullying me and targeting his company for no reason. The media was now calling Andrew a bully who abused his power.I needed to understand what was going on. I got dressed and went to Andrew's room to confront him, and I immediately reRelated chapters
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Phoebe’s POVI kept tapping my leg on the ground, feeling anxious and clearly upset. Mom was on the phone with someone, and I tried to wait patiently for her to finish her conversation while thinking about what to do.“This is a really big mess, Phoebe,” my mother said, drawing my attention to her.“What did he say, Mom? Is Uncle Philip going to help us?” I asked immediately.Mom sighed and sat down beside me. “The issue is way more complicated than we thought. If what the media says is true and Mr. Andrew Walker is behind all this, then we don't really stand a chance. Walker Enterprises has a lot of connections in the country, and most companies are afraid of them. We might lose more than just clients.”I stood up and angrily stomped my foot on the ground. “Why would Mr. Andrew do this to us? Does he forget we're Sheila's family? What kind of man in his right mind would make his wife's family go bankrupt?”Mom went silent for a brief moment before speculating, “I think all this happe
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Sheila's POV "Mistress, dinner is ready," Anna announced as she came into my room."I'm not hungry," I replied tiredly. I expected her to leave and let me be, but she stayed."But you missed breakfast and lunch. Do you want to skip dinner too? Master won't be happy about this," She said as she sat by the edge of the bed."Are you more worried about what your Master thinks or about my health?" I snapped without thinking.I turned and saw the hurt on her face, though she tried to hide it. What was wrong with me? I shouldn't have snapped at her that way."I'm sorry, Anna. I didn't mean to snap at you; I've just not been myself lately,” I quickly apologized to her.Remembering what happened this morning between me and Andrew had left me in a bad mood all day.I wasn't sure if it was the doctor's prescription or the fact that Andrew didn't check on me after I left his room that upset me more.Did that mean he didn't care about me? I expected him to follow me and offer an explanation, but
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Sheila's POVI sat back down, my legs wobbly, gripping Anna's phone tightly, unable to take my eyes off the screen. Everything seemed to spin, but I shook my head to focus.The video showed footage of me in bed with another man. Even though it didn't capture the man's face, my face was glaring in the video.As I watched, the horrifying memories came flooding back. Fiona had drugged me! She drugged me and allowed Alan to take me away! If Andrew hadn't intervened when he did, Alan would have been the one in the video.I wanted to scream, to lash out, but all I could do was sit there, paralyzed by the weight of the truth. My mind raced with thoughts of what could have happened if Andrew hadn't arrived in time. The very thought of Alan touching me made my skin crawl."Good day, everyone. My name is Phoebe Grayson, daughter of Mr. Stevenson Grayson, CEO of Grayson Company. I usually don't like talking about things like this online, but I think the time has come for me to do so," Phoebe beg
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Andrew's POVI had just finished talking with my father on the phone, assuring him that everything was fine. The media frenzy, the accusations, everything had been handled. As I dropped the call, my phone rang again. It was Sheila. Coincidentally, I had thought to call her after speaking with my father over the phone.“Hello, Andrew,” Sheila said softly, her voice wavering slightly. “I was wondering what you’d like for dinner tonight.”A rush of warmth spread through me. Sheila was calling to ask about dinner? It was such a simple thing, but it felt a bit….intimate. “Sheila, are you asking me what I’d like for dinner?” I asked.“Yes,” she replied, her voice tinged with a shy hesitation. “I thought… I thought it might be nice.”“That sounds good,” I replied. “How about we have something simple? Maybe pasta?”“Pasta it is,” she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice. “I’ll see you at home, then.”“I’m looking forward to it.”As I hung up the phone, I felt a familiar feeling—som
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Sheila's POVThe night had been filled with passion, but it all came crashing down suddenly. I had let my guard down and dared to dream, only to be punished for my foolishness.I felt like a fool, a big fool!Who was Evelyn? Probably his mistress or lover. Of course, a rich and handsome man like him would have someone to satisfy his desires. She must have been in his life long before I became his wife.I lay on my bed, thinking about the amazing, electrifying kiss we had just shared. I had allowed myself to hope, to dream of a future where Andrew and I could be more than just two people bound by circumstance.I thought we had a connection and that our feelings were growing. How could I have imagined a Cinderella happily ever after with Andrew?“Sheila, please open the door,” I heard Andrew's voice from the other side.I ignored him as I lay on my bed, refusing to move an inch.“Sheila,” he called out softly again.His voice brought fresh tears to my eyes. Why did I feel so heartbroken
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