All Chapters of I Faked My Death & Married His Ruthless Stepdad for Revenge: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Vincent's POV Marcos stood just inside the room, posture rigid, as if careful not to aggravate the punishment he had already received.“Can they come in?” he asked quietly, still standing cautiously at the doorway, his voice low and respectful.“Yes,” I replied without any pause or hesitation, “Let them in,” I added firmly.Marcos gave a small nod. “Yes, boss.”I set my glass down slowly, the glass tapping softly against the table.Just as Marcos bowed his head to turn and leave, I suddenly stopped him.“And one more thing, Marcos.” My voice remained calm, but firmer now.Marcos halted immediately and turned back around, lowering his head again as he waited for my next instruction.“Take them through it—make sure the makeup glam team is properly guided—and have the maids show them to the guest wing.”“Yes, boss.”There was a brief pause between us before I continued, still composed.“Lisa’s burial is in two days.”Marcos straightened slightly at that, paying closer attention.“But I

Christopher's POV ***Lisa's funeral***The last forty-eight hours since the incident in my living room had been nothing but chaos. The moment the hitman had stumbled into the house bleeding, and my best friend Duncan had helped me silence him before he could reveal anything he wasn't supposed to.Since that day, I hadn't really been able to wrap my head around everything that happened. Somehow, my mind kept going back to that moment, replaying it over and over again.For some reason, I couldn't shake the feeling that the man had something important to say. Something that could have changed everything.But Duncan was right.The man needed to be silenced.Shooting him right there, right then, wasn't a decision I would ever question.If not for Duncan, I had no idea how I would have managed to keep myself together until this very moment. Until this day.Lisa's funeral.For the past seven days, ever since Lisa's body was recovered from the water and I went to the mortuary to sign her d

Lisa's POV The helicopter blades finally slowed down, but the silence that followed wasn't the same silence from before.It was heavier.Everyone was still trying to understand what had just happened.A few seconds ago, this place had been a funeral ground filled with grief, quiet prayers, and people pretending they were here because they cared about Lisa.Now, it felt like the entire atmosphere had shifted the moment Vincent Storm stepped onto the ground.The servants moved quickly, fixing the chairs that had been scattered by the wind. Some of the guests helped themselves, adjusting their clothes, picking up hats, and pretending they weren't just completely thrown off by the arrival that had shaken the entire place.But even as everyone returned to their seats, nobody was truly paying attention anymore.The priest was still speaking.The ceremony was still continuing.But every single person's attention kept drifting away.Back to Vincent—And more importantly, the woman sitting b

Lisa's POV The question Vincent threw at me stayed trapped inside my head throughout the entire flight back home.I had heard him.I had seen the hurt on his face when he asked me how I could hide something so important from him, but the one thing I couldn’t stop thinking about was the final thing he said.The question that completely destroyed every single excuse I had been holding onto.‘What made you think I wouldn’t accept the baby?’I didn’t have an answer.Because the truth was… I didn’t know.I didn’t know why I was so afraid.Maybe because the moment I realized I was six weeks gone, everything suddenly became complicated.God… it wasn’t just a pregnancy. It wasn’t just a baby.It was a piece of Christopher.A piece of the man who had hurt me.A man whose name alone still carried a weight I didn’t know how to handle.And Vincent… Vincent had spent every second proving to me that he was nothing like the person I was afraid of.Yet I still doubted him.I still pushed him away.A

Lisa's POV "What—" My voice broke on the word. "What did you just say to me"Lisa—" Vincent stepped forward immediately, hand reaching out, face completely overtaken by regret. "Wait. I don't mean it like that. That came out wrong—I swear that's not what I—"“Stop. Don’t come close—” The tears suddenly burst out all at once.He stepped forward. “Lisa, listen to me. I didn’t mean to say that part. It was an accident and I didn’t mean it like that. Lisa please—” He tried to come closer.I moved back quickly.Vincent’s face tightened. “Lisa, I swear—I didn’t mean it like that. Just hear me out first—”“You think I did this to hurt you?” My voice suddenly broke as tears poured out like a broken drainage.I continued, “You think I was trying to punish you? Vincent, I was scared. I felt genuinely scared the second I found out I was six weeks gone. I didn’t want you to feel bad. I thought I was protecting you by delaying the truth. But this is….” I broke down. “This is what you have to say