All Chapters of The Billionaire's Fake Wife: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Aimee smiled proudly as she reminisced on what her achievement was bringing to Christopher. “You might never know this, but I will go to the ends of the earth for you,” Aimee said to Christopher in a whisper as she patiently waited for her to finish up his brief chats with the reputable men. Then Aimee’s eyes went to her bare fingers as she looked down to distract herself, and her heart split into two. The ring on Ashley’s finger should have been on hers instead, because what she was doing for Christopher, Ashley would never be able to do it in many lifetimes. “This is not enough,” Aimee said to herself, her countenance changing slowly, knowing that Christopher had no clue the numerous sacrifices that she had made behind him, and as such, he might not be able to see her what she truly was; his perfect match. “I need to get that ring,” Aimee added. She was tired of taking things slow. Now that Christopher was married, Ashley was likely to fall pregnant soonest, even though Aimee co

Lily and the old maid sat in silence for a few minutes, even though they both knew that aside from the fact they did not have the luxury of time for that, they would both be screwed if Don Grander or Emily found them in that position. The old maid had been strangely silent since Lily revealed her identity. “Please, you can’t tell them,” Lily begged, breaking the ice. “If they find out that I have told you who I really am, they would kill my only brother,” she added pitifully. The old maid sighed deeply. “You know, I suspected that there was something off about you. When I applied the balm the first time, the body just wasn’t the same as my dear Ashley’s,” the old maid revealed. Lily did not know if she should be relieved or worried. “Why didn’t you say anything to Don Grander or Emily?” Lily asked, curious to know. “You see, I started working in this house the week that Ashley was born. She would have been a sweet girl, as I was allowed to carry her often, but then her mother pa

Lily was almost tempted to open the diary, even though she was scared as hell, but she couldn’t. Also, the old maid’s words still rung in her head. “Do not open it here,” the old maid had said after Lily had promised before leaving Ashley’s room. “Reading it while you are still here is not going to help you, and you might get caught,” the old maid had instructed. After resisting the urge to open it, Lily had tucked it safely away under Ashley’s bed. She could not put it into a box because she wasn’t certain which box would be going with her to Christopher’s house, and she did not want Emily or stumble upon it by mistake. Lily looked around the room and she became afraid. This was the first time that she would be feeling scared of being in Ashley’s bedroom. “What happened to you, Ashley Grander?” Lily asked the air, looking around expectantly as though Ashley would speak to her. “Who killed you? How did you die?” Lily asked. Now, she was more concerned about the person she had be

Christopher was more than furious, especially with the news making the rounds. Who the heck was peddling such lies about him?! Yes, he went into Aimee’s apartment, but it had merely been to switch off her alarm, and even though she had embarrassed herself, nothing untoward had happened, but what the news insinuated was that Christopher had extra-marital affair with Aimee, and that was a deadly scandal that was bad enough to spoil things for him.“Trisha! Trisha!” Christopher called in exasperation. “Where has she gone?” Christopher asked himself.He couldn’t recall whether or not he noticed Trisha there when he arrived at work because he had come in as a furious man; the blog news was the first thing he had seen this morning when he woke up, and his entire mood had taken a downward flop. Angrily, Christopher matched out of his office and stormed off to Trisha’s desk. Unfortunately, it was vacant.“Isn’t it too early in the day to leave her desk?!” Christopher bellowed, his thundering

They arrived at the press room about two hours later after Aimee had returned into her apartment and freshened up.When she had entered her apartment, she had danced happily; all traces of sadness and hurt due to Christopher’s stark rejection to her seduction flown out through the window.Christopher Bridger had referred to the company as theirs! He had actively included Aimee in the company for the very first time since she began to work for Christopher. That was all the reassurance and boost that Aimee needed.“Welcome, Mr. Bridger and Miss Aimee,” the presswoman greeted.Christopher had had to pay a hefty amount of money to secure a press release that same day, because he knew how important it was to do damage control as quickly as possible. If he delayed, his business associates would withdraw the contracts they were yet to sign with him, his company would crumble to the ground, and he would be forgotten like he never existed in the entire country.“Thank you,” Christopher said, a