Novel & Cerita After The Affair: Falling Into A Billionaire's Arms

I muttered under my breath, my fist clenching clutching onto the fabric of my cheap chiffon dress as I stared at the picture again. He was indeed curled up in the arms of another woman while I was being forced to make a hard decision. Why did I think that a wealthy billionaire like him would choose a poor woman like me with nothing to her name? He’d promised me a lifetime of love, peace and happiness with him, but instead, he inflicted me with pain and despondence. How was I to take care of this child on my own?

“Touch me, and you’ll regret it!” Emily shouted, pushing away a male doctor who had tried to calm her. She screamed, “All of you just protect each other! You’re all corrupt! What’s Anna giving you in return? If you don’t let me expose her, I’ll take my son and jump from this building!” The room erupted with chatter. "Maybe she’s right. Could Dr. Miller really be in an affair?” “I don’t know, but Dr. Miller’s young to be a lead physician. I wouldn’t be shocked if she… you know, used certain ‘connections’ to get here."

When I got back from the restroom, Vittoria was talking to someone using my phone. Talk about privacy. I couldn’t see myself being with someone like her, much more getting married. It was a momentary lapse on my part to consider that idea, even just for a moment. That mistake is now causing me distress because it’s all over the news and social media. They market it like some fairytale affair, editing photos of us together. Little do they know, aside from basic information that is publicly available, we know nothing else.

"You don't seem okay to me, what's wrong?" I exhaled deeply and dragged my gaze to the floor. "I just found out that my fiancee is having an affair with her ex-husband," She gasped loudly. "Woah, that's brutal," "Yeah," I mumbled under my breath. "I'm really sorry about that, no one deserves to go through such horrible ordeal," she said. "Thanks," To my surprise, she grabbed the wine bottle from the waiter and started drinking directly from the bottle. "What's your name? I asked.

Scandal " Hot topic today The Heiress of the Lanston Hotel Cindy Montreal is the lover of Giovanni Monforte, her sister's fiance" The news in the entertainment industry. Cindy is just sipping her champagne on the yacht while watching the beautiful sunset on the ocean. " What a pity!" She giggled as she put down her champagne on the mini table on her side. Cindy gets her phone and immediately dials Giovanni's number. " Darling!" She greeted him in a sad tone.

Like a single wrong note in an otherwise perfect song. Rita must have heard from Dad. Of course she did. I push the thought aside. This is my life. My choice. Richard extends his hand. Not commanding. Inviting. “Come on,” he says softly. “Let me show you New York the way it’s meant to be seen.” I look at him — this man who is too powerful, too complicated, too entwined with my past to make sense as my future. And yet. I place my phone face down on the counter.

Her will and strength to carry on with life despite having so many burdens to carry was amazing, which made him love her in secret. He wanted to be a perfect man for her, someone she could not refuse when the right time came, and so even if it broke his heart to be away from her, he did so. It was supposed to be an opportunity which would help him to become a better man for her, but when he found out she married a famous billionaire, his world was crushed in an instant. And now, he was seeing her in flesh; the beautiful Michelle Finley, who was now carrying another man’s last name... Still, it did not make his desire go away. He wanted to own her...

"No. If I will have you, it's going to be an affair. You and me." Andrius' words made Anya stilled. She was going to be the billionaire's secret affair. Why not?

That’s something. “I thought you forgot everything after our break-up,” I asked him, with a teasing smile. “Well, not everything.” He replied, and avoided eye contact. *** Ethan’s POV After a day well spent, we headed back to the hotel with a bottle of french wine and zero balance in one of my back accounts. Apparently, I’ve made a transfer of a huge deal of money without making a check of the money I had. The planned events like hitting the bar shattered down when we realized how broke we were.

He promised that someday, he would give her the grand, magnificent wedding she deserved—one where she'd receive the world's blessings and never regret their years together. But seven years into their marriage, as they went from startup to IPO, instead of the wedding he promised, she got his infidelity. Fine then. These divorce papers would be her gift to commemorate his affair. She opened her eyes, once beautiful and clear, now containing nothing but ice. She took out her phone, photographed the signed divorce agreement, and sent it to her mother-in-law, Hazel Gray. Three days ago, she had already negotiated terms with Hazel, armed with evidence of George's affair.