All Chapters of The Billionaire's Fake Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The house was quiet when they returned. The only sound was the quiet clicking of Ella’s heels on the marble floor as she entered.The wedding had been draining with the cameras, the guests, the constant congratulations. She had smiled, played her role, and now all she had to do was breathe.But when the door closed behind them, she heard Chase laughing.She turned to see Chase beside the door, hands in his pockets, a laughing look on his face.“What?” she said warily.He inched closer, tilting his head to the side. “I was thinking… this is our wedding night.”Ella’s heart flipped in a disconcerting way, and she backed up without thinking. “And?”His smirk deepened. “You know what newlyweds usually do after their wedding, don’t you?”Her breath hitched. Of course, he was going to make this difficult.“I’m exhausted,” she said quickly, turning toward the grand staircase. “I think I’ll go to bed—alone.”Chase’s deep laugh followed her. “Running away already, Mrs Connor?”She froze at the

Damn it.Chase pushed away from his desk, grabbed his coat, and stormed out of the room.By the time he reached the streets, the night was thick with shadows, the air crisp with danger.His pulse pounded. Anything could’ve happened.He shouldn’t have let them leave.And now, he was going to find her—before it was too late.The rain poured relentlessly, turning the city streets into shimmering rivers of light. Chase’s wipers struggled against the downpour, barely clearing his vision as he scanned every corner, every sidewalk.One hour. One damn hour of searching.He had called his contacts, his men—nothing.The fear that clawed at his chest was unfamiliar, something he wasn’t used to. But the thought of Vera and Ella being out there, vulnerable, with the Corps lurking in the shadows—it was enough to drive him mad.He turned down another street, his grip on the wheel tightening.And then he saw them.In the middle of an empty lot, under the flickering glow of a streetlamp, Vera and Ella

Chase exhaled, leaning against the stone railing. “So, does that mean I have your trust now, finally?”Williams grinned knowingly. “You’ve always had my trust.”Chase’s gaze narrowed. “Then when do I take charge?The air shifted slightly.Williams studied him for a long moment, then let out a deep, booming laugh. He kept laughing for a while and Chase wondered why he reacted that way.Chase’s jaw clenched. He just forced a smile and waited for him to be done laughing.Williams, still amused, shook his head. “Patience, mi hijo. You’ll take over when the time is right.”Chase’s fingers tightened around the railing. The time is right now.But he forced a smile instead. “So I have to wait until you die?”Williams chuckled again. “Something like that.”He ruffled Chase on the back one more time before turning and wheeling away, still chuckling to himself.Chase remained on the balcony, staring out into the dark horizon.Patience.It was something he had never been very skilled at.◆◆◆◆As

Once she was fully dressed, she unlocked the door and stepped out of the room. The house was quiet. So quiet that she could hear her own footsteps as she moved gracefully towards the stairs that led back downstairs.Apart from the quietness, there was no one in sight, even in the living room. She stood there and looked around, wondering where everyone had gone. Just as she decided to head back to her room, she heard footsteps and turned in the direction of the kitchen to see a maid approaching.“Good morning, Mrs. Connor,” said the elderly woman when her eyes fell on Ella. She seemed friendly which was something that surprised Ella. Her experience with Miss Bethany had affected the way she viewed maids and workers of other rich families, especially this one.The way the woman addressed Ella didn't escape her notice but she decided to ignore it and acknowledged her greeting with a polite nod. “Good morning…” she trailed off, not knowing what to address her as.“Martha,” the woman suppl

The door opened just as the flower vase was flying across the room and Ella looked stunned as she walked into the room and saw the vase smashing against the wall and crumpling to the ground. Then she turned to Chase with a questioning look on her face.She had a jug of water in her hand and she had to drop it on a nearby stool when she realized her hands were shaking. Chase looked tense, and angry, and the first words that had rushed to the tip of her tongue when she saw that disappeared immediately.What had gotten him so angry that he'd smashed the flowers that she'd just gotten permission for. Flowers that gave her good memories of her mum before the sickness. Tears rushed to her eyes as she looked back to the flowers on the floor and she couldn't think of anything to say as she bent down and gathered the dirt and the flowers into the pieces of the vase.Then she moved to the small trash can in the room and dumped them in it. She expected Chase to say something as she walked toward