After Divorce I Married A Tycoon Novels & Stories

As Theodore opened the car door for her, Alicia slipped her hand into his. The simple gesture felt precious. Family had never given her good memories. But after a billionaire caused her divorce and blew her old life apart, she’d been given something better: a chance to build her own, and love them with a kind of love she had never known.

' 'Socialite Aurora Vale Dragged for Causing Husband to Cheat' ‘The fall from grace’ ‘Vale heiress goes into hiding after divorce. ‘The fall of the great.’ I held my breath as I clicked on the first article. > ‘Damien Sinclair's Divorce: The Truth Finally Surfaces’ > After months of silence, new details have emerged about the shocking divorce between billionaire heir Damien Sinclair and his ex-wife, Aurora Vale.

After five years of marriage, Melody finally realized—she had never truly married anyone. The marriage certificate was forged. Her husband, Adam, was legally wed to her best friend, Lily. And Melody? She had been the most innocent pawn in a meticulously crafted deception. The betrayals didn’t stop there. Her supposed infertility was a lie, and the child she had poured her love into raising was, in fact, Adam and Lily’s biological son. Five years of devotion—through their eyes, she had served only three purposes: a free housekeeper, a cheap business partner, and a disposable pawn. She had believed in love. That, above all, was her greatest folly. Yet Melody didn’t break. She didn’

"He doesn't want me anymore. He left. He went abroad." Before anyone could react, she suddenly sprinted at a pillar and slammed her head into it. Blood gushed instantly. She hit the ground and didn't get back up. By the time the ambulance showed, she was already gone. The news cut off there. I let out a quiet sigh and switched off the TV. *** In Carmoria, I met someone real—a beautiful woman who became my wife. We had twins, a boy and a girl, thanks to IVF, and grew old together, side by side, all the way into gray hair.

, that was true. Becky was one woman I dated that loved working, she was the best person to meet for business plans and advices. I smiled, "Away from me a little, let's talk about you". .She shrugged, "Well I'm divorced, with no kids thank God". "Divorced? when did you get married that you got divorced?". "A year after we broke up, met a rich black man, signed a prenup and got married, 6 months later I find him inches in a man; he was gay".

Marrying a billionaire required corporate compliance and board-level approvals, or so Cary’s mother had told me. She needed time to make sure my exit wouldn’t rattle the family business—and that took thirty days. Anyway, I’d already got two signed copies of the agreement. For the last thirty days, pretending to be a compliant wife wasn’t that hard. After I left Cary, I’d need to find a new job. No rush—the settlement would keep me comfortable. What I worried about most was how to tell my parents I was divorced. They were conservative. When I told them I’d married suddenly three years ago, they disapproved—convinced I had sold myself to a billionaire to pay for my mother’s illness.

He said what he saw between me and Dylan did not look like love anymore. “All marriages have ups and downs,” I snapped, turning back to him. “You know that.” I straightened my back and forced calm into my voice as I said we should return to business. I told him I would be the one to get the shares and that no one else deserved them. I said I would come back with a lawyer and a reporter, and that the world would soon understand what was happening. “I am done talking,” I added. I did not wait to hear his response.

On the night of my tenth wedding anniversary with my billionaire husband, his female secretary called him. Ignoring the fact that I was completely naked, he pulled away and started to leave. I couldn't stop myself from confronting him. He sighed, yet his tone was inexplicably relaxed. "So you finally figured it out. Elowen is young and insecure. She's afraid I'll fall in love with your body again. "She's adorable. Now that I've tasted something young and vibrant, why would I ever settle for what’s withered and spent?" A chill spread through my body, and I stood there frozen. "Silas, that's not a funny joke." He didn't answer. He merely shot me a look of disgust. "She's underestimating hersel

“Five years, just gone like that?” “No children, no legacy. It makes sense.” My chest caved inward. My hands shook so violently I nearly dropped the glass. Divorce? We weren’t divorced. I had never signed papers. He had never spoken of it. Jason’s smirk deepened, feeding on my devastation. “And tonight,” he continued smoothly, “I step into the next chapter of my life with the woman who embodies everything this company stands for.” He turned, dropped to one knee, and the ballroom gasped as though choreographed.

My moving on and becoming successful in the future was my vengeance, but after what had just happened, I knew I had to settle the score. I pulled away from Max, and a mix of anger and sadness filled my chest. I sat back in my chair and glanced at my sleeping mother for some time. After taking a deep breath, I glanced at Max and declared, “About your proposition, I agree.” “What?” He inquired “I agree to marry you,” I replied without hesitation Alex has turned his back on our agreement and has not paid my mother's medical bills even after I signed the divorce papers. Now her situation is worsening and needs urgent attention, and I can't do all that if I don't have the money.