All Chapters of Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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

Sheila’s POVI sat by the pool, feeling so upset and unhappy. I had read more mean comments that I couldn't bear to read anymore, and had to come outside to clear my head.How could people be so mean? They didn't know me, yet they were all quick to judge and label me as the devil's spawn. Was it so easy for people to be deceived?I had contemplated making a video to defend myself, but Phoebe's exceptional acting skills of attempting suicide, coupled with Fiona's outburst, were enough to convince everyone that I was guilty.“Mistress! Mistress!” Anna called out, running toward me.“Not now, Anna, please, I don't want to talk about this. I just want to be left alone,” I quickly said.“But Mistress, you need to see this! Check your phone! The media—”“Is cursing me out and probably calling me a witch for making Phoebe attempt to end her life? The media is calling me a boyfriend snatcher whereas I was the one that was used and betrayed! I don't want to hear or see any of these anymore; I'

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

Stevenson's POVI sat at the head of the table in the boardroom, trying to stay calm. The directors and shareholders glared at me with anger and contempt. I knew they blamed me and my family for the company's troubles and were ready to express their anger."You've ruined this company, Stevenson," Richard, one of the older directors, said, his voice cold and angry. "Your family's scandals are all over the news. No one wants to work with us anymore."Sarah, another director, added, "We've had to cancel so many projects. Our reputation is destroyed. Do you understand what that means?"My jaw tightened. "I understand, Sarah. But this is not just my fault. We all have a role in handling this crisis. I believe—""That's easy for you to say," Mark, a younger director, sneered, interrupting me. "Your family is the sole reason for this mess. Your daughter's suicide attempt video, your wife's outbursts, your son-in-law bankrupting the company because he's trying to protect the dignity of your o

Andrew's POV I walked out of Sheila's room, anger boiling in my veins. Her father's audacity and arrogance had crossed a line I couldn’t ignore any longer. I had quietly come to Sheila's room to check up on her thinking she might be asleep, only to hear the conversation between her and her shameless father which was just too irritating. I slammed the office door behind me and grabbed my phone, dialing Dr. Augustine's number immediately. "Dr. Augustine, it's Andrew. There is someone I need you to take care of; I'll send you the details later.Transfer her to the best hospital in town and make sure she's adequately been taken care of by the best doctors and nurses. I'll send you her details as soon as possible and spare no expense," I said firmly. "Consider it done, Sir. I'll make the arrangements immediately.” I hung up and tried to regain my composure. It seemed Stevenson hadn't learnt his lesson after I made his company go bankrupt and publicly announced that my wife wasn't so