The Rise of the Betrayed Billionaire's Ex-Wife

"Fine! We divorce, and take your three useless daughters!" Damian's voice echoed in the room, cold and heartless. Elena stood up straight, staring at Damian without a single tear on her face. Then she nodded slowly and turned away without another word. There was no point in prolonging a conversation with a man who didn't even appreciate his own flesh and blood. Her steps were quick up the stairs, heading straight for her children's rooms. Olivia, her eldest eight-year-old daughter, was reading a book on the bed. Katty, six, was playing with a doll, while Delya, the youngest at just three years old, slept soundly, her fingers still gripping the edge of her blanket. "Mommy?" Olivia looked at her mother in confusion. "Why does Mommy look angry?" Elena took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions before speaking. "Honey, we need to get out of here right now."Katty turned her head, her eyes wide. "Leave? Where, Mom?""To a better place." Elena smiled softly, even though her hear

The next day, in front of the registry office, Elena stood tall with her head held high. Her hands clutched tightly around her small bag, while beside her, Damian stood arrogantly. An officer arrived carrying two divorce certificates, handing them over one by one. “This is the divorce certificate, sir, madam. You are now officially divorced,” the officer said formally. Elena accepted the document with a faint smile. Meanwhile, Damian only let out a long sigh, slipping the divorce certificate into his coat without looking at it again. “You think you can survive without me?” Damian spoke in a mocking tone. Elena turned her head, raising one eyebrow. “Of course.” Damian chuckled, folding his arms across his chest. “Don’t be ridiculous, Elena. Without my money, you won’t survive. You shouldn’t have refused the compensation I offered.” Elena gave a sarcastic smile. “Oh, so now you’re worried?” Damian slowly shook his head, as if in pity. “I’m just thinking realistically. You have no

After returning from the party, Elena sat down at her desk, staring at the blank paper in front of her. Her hand was already gripping the pencil, but her mind drifted towards the man she had just met tonight-Nathaniel Drake Sebastian. "Did I offend him?" she muttered under her breath. She didn't apologize when Elena bumped into his at the party, instead She just walked away. The man was definitely not the type to be ignored. Had Nathaniel asked her to make this suit as a form of punishment? Elena let out a long breath. "Never mind, I just need to keep my promise." Tamara, who was sitting on the sofa with her laptop on her lap, gave Elena a curious glance. "El, have you figured out what kind of design you want to make?" Elena tapped her pencil against the table. "I don't know what she likes yet. But I can guess from his style. A man like Nathaniel must like something classic, elegant and high quality." Tamara nodded in agreement. "He always looks neat. Seems like the type wh

Tamara gently rubbed Elena's shoulder. "Good decision, El. You don't need a man like Damian in your life. You can stand on your own two feet, and I'm here for you." Elena smiled slightly. "Thank you, Tam. I'm lucky to have a friend like you." Tamara chuckled softly. "Of course. How about we go out to eat? My treat. I'm sure you and the kids need a little entertainment." Olivia, Katty, and Delya cheered happily. "Go out to eat? Yay!" Elena smiled at their excitement. "Alright, but don’t order too much." Tamara gave her a sharp look. "Forget it, El. Let me spoil you once in a while!" With a slightly lighter heart, they went to a famous family restaurant in the city. The restaurant wasn’t too fancy, but it was comfortable and the food was delicious. As soon as they entered, the waiter greeted them warmly and led them to an empty table in the corner. "Olivia, Katty, Delya, what would you like to eat?" Tamara asked Elena’s children. "I want pasta!" Olivia exclaimed. "I want steak!

Elena paused for a moment upon hearing Katty and Olivia's words. She hadn't expected her children to have thought things through that far. Elena was pregnant! Elena herself was still struggling to accept the reality, let alone explain it to her daughter. "Mom?" Olivia tugged on her sleeve, breaking Elena out of her reverie. “Sweetie… Mom isn’t thinking about finding a new father right now.” Elena chose her words carefully. Katty frowned. “Why? Mom deserves someone better than Dad.” Elena smiled slightly, her heart warmed by how much her children cared about her. However, Elena had something more important to say. "Because... Mom is pregnant." Olivia and Katty's eyes widened. "Pregnant?" Olivia exclaimed in surprise. Delya, who had been dozing off, opened her eyes wide and sat up straight. "Mom is going to have another baby?" Elena smiled gently. "Yes, dear." Katty immediately placed her hand on Elena's stomach, her eyes sparkling. "Is there a baby in Mama's stoma