All Chapters of The Wife Swap: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Ashley’s POVI stared at my reflection in the mirror, barely recognizing myself beneath the layers of makeup. My face was flawless, the work of Shannon, who had spent the last hour fussing over me as if I were some kind of doll, which, surprisingly, had made me feel more at ease than I’d expected.“You look absolutely fabulous!” Faye exclaimed from where she sat, her voice bright and animated as always, as Shannon finished up her makeup. Shannon had jumped in last minute after Faye hurried over to the house, desperate because her own makeup artist was running late from another appointment.“Really, you do,” Shannon chimed in, taking a step back to admire her work. “And this dress is perfect for the gala.”I forced a small smile as I glanced down at the gown I’d chosen for tonight. It was elegant but understated, something that wouldn’t draw too much attention while still meeting the occasion’s standards. Exactly how I liked to be. Yet as perfect as it all was—my makeup, the dress, the

Ashleyms POVWe arrived at the gala, the car slowing to a stop in front of the grand entrance. The evening air was cool, but I barely felt it as I stepped out, more focused on what awaited me inside. Adam nodded as I exited, and Faye followed, linking her arm with mine as we headed into the hotel. Her usual energy was subdued, a quiet reminder of the conversation we’d had about Ashton. Knowing someone else missed her as deeply as I did, and remembered her so warmly, eased the ache in my chest—if only just a little.Faye let out a soft gasp as we stepped into the hall, and I shared the sentiment. The space was stunning, with crystal chandeliers casting a warm glow over the polished marble floors. A soft hum of conversation filled the room as people, dressed to perfection, mingled in their finest attire. I had to shake off the heaviness that still lingered from the car ride, forcing myself to focus on the event and the part I was supposed to play.As we moved further into the crowd, Faye

Ashley’s POVWe made our way towards the door where the secretary said Veronica Hastings would be, and just as I was about to take a deep breath and steel myself for whatever was waiting behind it, I felt Andreas slow beside me. His hand briefly slipped from mine, and I turned to see him pressing his palm to his chest, his breath shallow."Andreas?" I asked, concern threading through my voice. “Are you okay?”He waved me off, his expression strained. “I’m fine,” he muttered, though his voice lacked its usual strength. “Let’s keep going.”I hesitated, but nodded, deciding not to press. Maybe it was just the pressure of everything, the stress catching up with him. But as we neared the door, I heard him gasp again. This time, he clutched his chest harder, his face pale.My heart jumped in my chest. "Andreas, wait!" I reached out, grabbing his arm. “What’s happening? Do you have your inhaler?”He stopped and turned to look at me, confused. “Inhaler?” he repeated weakly.Before I could resp

Chapter 118Ashley’s POVMy heart was pounding as I stood outside Veronica Hastings’ door, willing myself to stay calm. I rang the doorbell, forcing my nerves down. I couldn’t let my fear take over—not now. As the seconds stretched, I reminded myself of Ashton, my sister. She would never let a situation like this rattle her. No, Ashton would have breezed in with her head held high, completely in control. If she could do it, so could I.The door swung open, revealing Veronica Hastings in all her cold, polished glory. Her eyes were sharp, assessing, and unimpressed. She clearly wasn’t in the mood for any pleasantries, and I had barely uttered a word before she raised an eyebrow at me, already impatient.“Yes?” she asked, her voice clipped.I swallowed, forcing myself to stand a little straighter. “I’m Ashton Thorne, Andreas’s wife.” The word “wife” tasted strange on my tongue as usual, but I forced myself to smile. Now wasn’t the time to be worrying about that. I needed to focus on makin

Andreas’ POVThe moment the door clicked shut behind Ashley, I turned to my secretary, already thinking ahead. "Go downstairs and find the COO," I instructed, my voice steady despite the tightness in my chest. "Tell him what’s happened with Veronica, that I’m working on it and to stay on standby. Nothing about my health." The words came out quicker than usual as I tried to steady my breathing.She hesitated, glancing at me with concern. "And the vote of thanks, Mr. Thorne? You were supposed to give it."I ran a hand through my hair, fighting back the irritation bubbling beneath the surface. It wasn’t her fault that I had collapsed. "Tell him to take it if I’m not able to come down," I replied, running a hand through my hair as my doctor examined me.Nodding, she left the room, closing the door quietly behind her. As soon as she was gone, the silence crept in, thick and heavy. I let out a long breath, leaning back into the bed as the tension in my body reminded me of why I was here in t