After Divorce I Married A Billionaire Novels & Stories

"I made it easier by signing that contract with you that night. I allowed you to state your terms, things that'll make you happy in the marriage and I did my best to stick to those things," This was my fear, my deepest fear. I feared him bringing up the contract and now that he did, I have to find a way to get him back on track. "You already agreed to get a divorce. Why are you changing your words?" "I'm not begging you to stay in the marriage, I'm just….. nothing makes ….." He stopped, stared down at me and I looked away. "You got the divorce letters behind my back a day after my grandma died," "Yes," I whispered. That part made me appear to be a bitch or a heartless bitch.

I treated her like a piece of shit, and I was soon down with depression when I divorced her and later found out who she really is. The richest woman in the country? C’mon, hahah. I wanted that title as the husband to this noble and wealthy woman, but I had already divorced her. I knew I just needed to apologize for my wrongs, and everything would be alright. However, only if I knew.

When I tried to accept that there would never be a happy-ever-after in store for Caleb and me, things started to change, and he started to pursue me. Three years later, the billionaire who used to want me back is no longer chasing after me because I stopped running and accepted that both of us made mistakes. We are not perfect human beings. We are flawed, but that does not mean we can never have the perfect love for us. Caleb Kingston, my billionaire ex, has finally won me back. THE END…..

I said quietly. "We’re married now, Baby. I’ll provide for everything you and our baby need. So, don’t worry about that anymore. Besides, our contract is no longer valid. We’re not separating—not in this lifetime, baby. I won't let that happen." I couldn’t respond because my phone suddenly rang. I took it out of my bag as Chase began driving. "Hello, Linda? How are you?" "Hija, I am okay but your father," Nanay Linda said, her voice breaking into sobs.

That would mean everything to ger. Regardless of her motives, Kenna is a competent wife, but I'm annoyed that she suddenly wants a divorce. This is out of the blue. Okay, so I haven’t been the most attentive husband. I married her for one reason only, not to actually have a wife. I’m a billionaire, I was used to playing the field and not having dates and getting in with women for longer than a one-night stand. As soon as I found out that Kenna was AB negative, I knew marrying her would be the easiest way to ensure that Violet would always be safe.

It wasn't as if they couldn't take their leave, but everyone was curious, wanting to know how everything was going to end. Probably they have heard about brides abandoning their grooms on their marriage day, but the groom abandoning his bride on the marriage day was something that rarely happens, but right now it was about to happen, and it wasn't just about to happen to any ordinary person but to Sarah Jones, one of the richest billionaires in New York City, and this wasn't a scene one would afford to miss. Meanwhile, Xavier sat at a corner in the church, his facial expression calm as if nothing was happening.

“Six?” “Yes.” Aurora laughed softly in disbelief. “That’s unbelievable.” Lucien shrugged. “It’s also accurate.” Aurora paced again, her thoughts racing. “So let me see if I understand this.” Lucien nodded. “Go ahead.” “Tonight I divorced one billionaire.” “Correct.” “And now I’m apparently meeting five more.” Lucien grinned. “When you say it like that, it sounds like a very unusual evening.” Aurora gave him a look. “It is a very unusual evening.”

I said like he even had my number. "Of course," he said. "You're going through a divorce but for some reason in the court documents it says you filed for it immediately your mother was put to rest." Dominic said as I frowned. "That's impossible. It was Julian that filed for it." I said. "But it's your name in the court documents. And you requested five billion dollars, seems a bit too much for alimony doesn't it." Dominic said and I couldn't believe it. My lawyers said the highest I could get was the three hundred million I was promised. Where did this five billion come from?

"Will you let me spend the rest of my life protecting you — officially, this time?" I looked at the bandage along his arm. Everything he'd done for me in the last few months flashed behind my eyes. The fake injury. The apartment. The VC money. Taking a knife for me without blinking. This man, with his overbearing, clumsy, relentless way of it, had quietly worked a crack into the wall I'd built up. I took a breath and closed my hand around his. "Rowan. Listen carefully. I'm a divorced woman. I have a temper. I'm a workaholic. I'm not great at taking care of people."

she said, loud, so everyone heard it, "are you pregnant?" The whole crowd leaned in at once. I made myself pull my hand away. Slow. Casual. Like it had never been there. "No," I said. "Sources say you left the anniversary and went straight to a hospital." "I fainted." I lifted my chin. "Because I hadn't eaten in two days, because my husband divorced me in front of four hundred people. You'd faint too." "So there's no baby?"