After Divorcing Me, He Went Broke!

“AH–!”Sarah lay on the bed, her breathing uneven as she sought release during her ovulation days. She was a wife, yet in moments when her desire reached its peak like this, the only thing that could bring her to orgasm was a vibrator.After six years of marriage, she lived in a relationship without touch, without warmth, and without sex. Every breath felt heavy, and every small movement made her body tense before falling into suffocating silence as she reached her climax.Tears slipped down her cheeks without her realizing it, mixing with the cold sweat that hadn’t yet dried. She stared blankly at the ceiling, a bitter laugh escaping her lips.How ironic. So this was what it felt like to be the wife of a billionaire who had everything except love.Slowly, Sarah pushed the vibrator aside and reached for her phone. Her nightly routine was always the same: opening her second Instagram account just to check one profile—@Iam.mia.A new story had just been posted. Mia was holding a bou

The next day was their daughter Shenina’s fifth birthday.That morning, the Vexler residence was filled with noise and excitement. Servants moved back and forth, carrying decorations, cakes, and gift boxes for the children invited to the party.Sarah stood in the middle of the grand hall that had been transformed into a garden-like venue.As a graduate of a prestigious design academy in Europe, Sarah had personally arranged all the decorations for the day—from the balloon arches and the Barbie Dreamland backdrop to the three-tier pastel cake she had carefully designed for weeks.She made it all with love for her daughter. The Barbie theme was chosen because Shenina used to love it so much.When everything was ready, soft music began to play. Guests started to arrive—members of the Vexler family, cousins, and several of Ronan’s business associates.Family photographers captured every corner of the room, while Sarah waited near the grand staircase with a genuine smile.Moments later, f

"WHY NO?!"Sarah's voice cracked as tears streamed down her face. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her eyes red, filled with pain and despair.She looked at Ronan, silently begging him to understand.But instead of comforting her, Ronan shouted furiously, "Don't ask me why! Remember, you haven't even given me a son!"Sarah froze. Those words pierced through her heart like a blade.Ronan stepped closer, his tone sharper than before. "You disappointed my family five years ago. We were waiting for a male heir from your womb, but all you gave us was a daughter!""All I need is one thing, Sarah. A son to carry the Vexler name! You know that!"Sarah dropped to her knees, her body trembling. She wrapped her arms around herself as if trying to protect the last piece of her dignity."If I divorce you now, you'll live alone and end up poor!" he spat coldly. "Don't forget, you were disowned by the Langford family because you married me! You chose this path, so they won’t ever help you again.""N

That morning, sunlight slipped through the gaps of the thick curtains in the Langford residence.Sarah stood in front of the large oak door, her hand hovering hesitantly over the brass knocker.It had been six years since she last set foot here.Six years since her family threw her out for marrying Ronan Vexler, a “common man” in their eyes, even though he was a billionaire.For the Langford family, noble blood was everything, and money without a title was nothing but cheap arrogance.Sarah finally knocked. The sound echoed through the grand house, a place that once felt like home but now felt like a fortress that judged her.She had spent the night in a cheap motel on the edge of town, simply because she needed air, needed space to breathe. But the later it got, the stronger the urge grew to visit her family, not to apologize, but to remind herself who she was before Ronan destroyed her.The door opened.A butler she did not recognize stared at her with wide eyes. "Miss… Langford?""

Sarah sat on the bedroom floor after Ronan left her alone. The door slammed shut, the sound echoing through the wide wing of the house. Her body shook violently, her lips were bleeding, her cheeks burned with swelling, and her left arm still ached from Ronan’s grip.She could only cry. Tears fell silently, soaking her nightgown that was already torn at the shoulder. Her sobs were soft and broken because she was afraid Shenina might hear her from the next room.Her phone, which she had bought only a few months ago, now lay in the corner of the room, shattered into pieces. The screen was badly cracked, the body was dented, and Ronan had even stepped on it one last time before leaving the room.“You are not allowed to communicate with any man ever again,” he had said coldly, looking at Sarah like an animal that needed to be tamed.Sarah pulled her knees to her chest and hugged herself. She was completely helpless. There was no one she could contact. The Langford family had cut ties with