All Chapters of Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Antonio’s POVStanding by the doorway, I stared at Phoebe, wondering what exactly she was up to. Her eyes were locked on mine. She looked so calm that I couldn't decipher what was going on in her mind.The silence between us stretched on, thick and tense, but neither of us spoke. I was waiting for her to say something—anything—that would break this atmosphere.Finally, she did."Was it you?" she asked softly. "Were you the one who brought me to the hospital?"I kept my eyes fixed on her, trying to gauge her expression. Slowly, I nodded. "Yes."Phoebe’s lips curled into a faint smile, and she muttered, "Thank you."Thank you? Did she just say ‘thank you’ to me?That was when I knew something was really off. This wasn’t the reaction I had expected. I had expected her to yell, to tell her family I was responsible for the accident. Hell, I wouldn’t have been surprised if she cursed me out right there in front of eve

Sheila’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed, still stunned by what I had just overheard on the phone right now.“Andrew, Evelyn’s inside,” I heard a male voice say.Which Evelyn? The Evelyn? But Evelyn was dead. I tried calling Andrew back immediately, but his phone was off. I sat there, staring at the screen for a long time, confused.Maybe I didn’t hear it right, or maybe it was a different Evelyn. Yeah, that must be it. It had to be. After all, different people could bear the same name.I shook my head, trying to clear the thought, and finally waved it off. It was late, and I needed to sleep. I had called Andrew, due to Mom's persuasion, to know if he would be coming back for dinner, but I highly doubted he would be coming back tonight.With that, I turned off my bedside lamp and slipped under the covers to sleep.The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed. After washing my face and mouth, I headed downstairs to grab

Sheila’s POVI slammed the door shut behind us, dropping my bag on the floor. I took a deep breath, trying to sound cool and composed, but deep down, I wasn’t.“Mom,” I started, my voice shaking despite my efforts to stay calm. “Why did you agree to meet him? After everything he put us through? After everything he put *you* through? Why did you accept to see him and listen to whatever nonsense he has to say?”She didn’t respond right away, her eyes soft but distant. She suddenly looked tired and sat down on the couch.Anna came in and silently went inside with some of the groceries we bought, while the maids used the kitchen door to fetch the rest after sensing the tense atmosphere between me and my mom.When Mom didn’t respond, I went and sat beside her. I took a deep breath and asked her calmly, “Do you still have feelings for him, Mom? Is that why you want to meet him again?”“I don’t have feelings for him, Sheila,” she finall

Fiona’s POVI had only come to Stevenson’s room to thank him, to maybe find some common ground again after all we had been through.I hadn’t expected much from him, but after the way he had shown up at the hospital for Phoebe, I thought… maybe there was still a part of him that cared. Maybe, after all this time, we could still salvage what was left of this broken marriage.But then, I overheard him.I had raised my hand to knock when I heard his voice from inside the room. He was on the phone, and his tone was… different. Excited. Eager.“Can’t make it tonight, Shepherd,” he had said. “I’m going out to meet someone… You’ll never guess who. Trust me, you’ll be shocked when I tell you.”His words stopped me in my tracks as different thoughts began to brew in my head.Who was he meeting? And why did he sound so… happy? I felt my heart sink as the realization dawned on me: he was definitely meeting a woman. There was no othe

Stevenson’s POV“Tell me the truth, Fiona!” I roared, storming toward her as she casually threw her purse onto the table. “I want an explanation, and I want it now!”The second Fiona stepped through the front door, I slammed it shut behind her with a force that rattled the whole frame. My heart was pounding, my blood boiling. The rage I was feeling couldn’t be compared to anything I could think of right now.She spun around to face me, her eyes equally blazing with anger. “Stop yelling at me, Stevenson! That’s the same reason the restaurant manager practically threw us out! You caused enough of a scene back there.”I laughed bitterly. “Oh, I’m the one who caused a scene? You should be grateful I didn’t cause more! After everything Mia said—”“Mia? Really? You’re going to take her word over mine now?” Fiona snapped back. “Since when did Mia become the voice of truth in our marriage? You were out with HER, Stevenson! I should be the one fur