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And now here she was—walking away from him like he was worthless. His reputation. His control. Everything was crumbling in his hands. He gritted his teeth as he gave the final nod to his lawyer. It was done. --- The divorce was finalized. Their marriage: dissolved. And yet… the echo of her voice lingered. Scarlet hadn’t fought him. She hadn’t begged. She hadn't even cried. She had walked away—with her dignity intact. And Lucas? He was left behind, surrounded by power, women, and wealth—but none of it filled the hole she left behind.

With that, I hurled the document at his face, ignoring my ex-friend and walking out of the company building. My heart ache and I feel wetness on my cheek—I’m crying. Not because of Clint, not because of Astrid but because of the baby I had lost. Because of the time I had spent, deluding myself with the thought that my husband was only busy with work and actually cared. Because I had no say and was given to him by my family, who didn’t care if I wanted to go through with the marriage or not.

“I was part of this family once. And you know how I feel about Stanley.” Jordyn laughed then, a loud, crazy laugh. “You left this family the day you divorced me, Cassandra.” He slurred my name in a way that made me cringe. I totally understood that Jordyn had been under a lot of stress. The financials of his company had gone public, and he’d officially filed for bankruptcy. It had been all over the financial media sites. It had all happened right before we left for our vacation. I could only imagine how stressful that must have been.

he sounded sad, but I loved him—surely not more than Jade but just enough. “Why don’t you divorce her then? You're a billionaire; I’m sure you can get any pretty woman you want.” “Are you crazy?!” He raised his voice, “How can I divorce my wife? Why would I even do that?” “I’m so sorry, sir; I just thought since she’s complicated—”

Dear Readers, Thank you for your unwavering support and for being part of this incredible journey. I won't say it's the end because we will still hear from Riley and Adrain. However, Chapter 262 concludes Book 1 of Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire. Book 2 will cover Riley and Adrian's lives years later and focus on their children. Yes, this includes their daughter, Freya. In the coming days, I will write a preview and some bonus chapters using the author's notes. Please watch out for it.

“Now that you say it… she does look like Mrs. Turner.” Janine smiles thinly. “She was under our noses this entire time. A fucking billionaire heiress right here in our home married to our son. I think she found out that she was wealthy and decided to divorce our boy to keep it all to herself.” “She’s divorcing him because he cheated,” her husband counters. “And had another baby on the way. And abandoned her when she fell down the stairs and hit her head.” Janine scoffs. “ Those are just fucking excuses.”

Chloe's timely update brought a flicker of triumph to Aaron's face. He quickly straightened his suit, regaining his composure as he loomed over me with that familiar, arrogant disdain. "You really thought your amateur hacking could derail my plans? You overestimate yourself and insult my team. But listen carefully, Jessica. I'm divorcing you. Right now." Aaron's voice was sharp and venomous. "From this moment on, your life or death is none of my concern! And you will pay for this—I won't spend another cent on your daughter's treatment. We go our separate ways, completely."

“I didn't ask for your help, and like I said, you can rot in hell with your money.” I paused, before cracking the nutshell. “To admit, It was foolish of me to do things on my own accord. If you aren't dumb, you'd know I’m married to a billionaire, but I hate the attention. Money isn't my problem, and you wouldn't understand a mistake.” He took in the words, animosity echoing in my voice. “And insufficient funds,” he cocked a brow. “Mistakes don't happen like that.” “Sign the divorce papers, get rid of those things in your stomach… and leave my house.” The words repeated in my head like a mantra.

“Well, thank you Mr. and Mrs. Hargrave for joining us. That concludes our segment. We wish you the best.” As the lights dimmed and the cameras stopped rolling, we walked off the set, and I noticed Jessica Hargrave speaking rapidly into her phone, with a tensed faced. At that moment the realization hit me than ever before. I wasn't just married to a billionaire. I was married to a brand, and this brand would soon bleed me to death. Once we got to his sports car, I pulled away from him. "You didn’t defend me," I said, barely above a whisper.

I wish I could just move on like it's nothing but I can't. It's so unfair that I am a billionaire and I have all the money in the world, yet I can't keep a steady relationship or marriage. Divorce twice and now Emily is leaving me just two weeks to the wedding and even though I have been nothing but good to all my ex's, I am the one getting all the backlash for their wickedness.