Become Rich And Adored After Breakup Novels & Stories

What's the first thing you'd do if you were reborn? Me? I'd start by divorcing my husband, Finn Gallagher. Yeah, Finn Gallagher, the same man who runs half the underworld from behind closed doors. The Don. The richest man alive. The man women dream about; his face plastered on magazines, named "Sexiest Man Alive" five years in a row. In my last life, I tried everything to make him look at me like I mattered. I married him. I gave birth to his son. I swallowed every ounce of pride, trying to be the perfect wife.

The room erupted in uproar; they didn't expect Rita, Jaden's ex-wife, to be so ruthless. And so, Jaden's company declared bankruptcy, and Jaden left the office without a word Rita watched Jaden leave the office, a tumult of conflicting emotions swept over her. She had achieved what she set out to do, ensuring that her child's future was secure by transferring her shares to Noah. However, the victory felt hollow, and she couldn't find any joy in seeing Jaden in such a destitute state.

When Giovana was married to Antony, her life was monotonous and insignificant. In the sense that nobody cared about her existence or the fact that she was his wife. But things changed after the divorce. Becoming the heiress of Nicolaus’s fortune made her an easy target. The world started to care about her, and everyone seemed to want her attention.

"Amanda, I'm not joking. I'm serious! I've been waiting for this day for a long time! In the past, we missed each other, and it became the biggest regret in my life! Now that God has given me this opportunity again, I don't want to miss it!" Upon hearing this, Amanda's cheeks turned red, and she was at a loss. Internally, she exclaimed, "If I were still the person I used to be, I would accept him without hesitation! But now that I'm broken, how could I be worthy of him? I can't hurt him, and I don't want to be a burden to him!" "Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!" The melodic piano notes filled the air, and numerous rose petals cascaded from above like snowflakes in the sky, creating a romantic ambi

I knew he’d stay, finish the meal I’d ordered—dishes tailored to his tastes. After all, he was just a broke college student, moonlighting at a bar, drowning in student loans. No matter how much this breakup stung, he couldn’t make waves. Not with the fortune I’d just handed him—enough to clear his debts and live lavishly for a while. Satisfied, I strode to the parking lot, slid into my sports car, and floored the accelerator, the engine roaring as I sped off. Losing such a delectable lover was a shame, but it paled in comparison to what mattered most. My instincts demanded I protect my rightful status and resources.

] [No wonder she was so shameless and refused to give up her seat. In an instant, the so-called righteous netizens tore into me like a swarm. I collapsed into despair and depression. The man I had dated for five years immediately stepped forward to declare that he had never slept with me and had never gotten me pregnant, loudly proclaiming that he refused to be someone else’s “backup” and wanted to break up. Unable to bear the blow, I jumped from the rooftop, while Bella gained tens of millions of followers and began livestream selling, earning more money than she could count.

“Should I be grateful for that?” He faltered for a second, clearly not expecting that. “I do not want you again,” I said, slowly, clearly, so there would be no room for misunderstanding. “I am happily married. I have a child. I have a husband who loves me, who cherishes me, who never once made me feel like I was a burden.”

"This is a crazy ass idea" "The choice is yours, if you agree, we'll get your sister booked up for a surgery between today and tomorrow morning and then we go see my parents. Pretend that we're in love and all , tell them we're getting married next week. I get the company, I keep you around cuz you're with my child and then immediately after childbirth we divorce", he stated. I nodded. "Okay", I said. "You're down for it?". Live with a rich billionaire for 7 months, my sister gets surgery, I get profit at the end of all of this and still get a job? even if he was a serial killer I don't give a fuck I'd accept regardless.

She wouldn't hide, she wanted to flaunt her success to him. She was no longer the broken-hearted girl he had left behind. She had become much more than that - a supermodel, wife of the richest and most handsome man in New York city. While her ex had just become a waiter. Perhaps he really did her a favor, by tapping in her inner potential, making her the best version of herself. Marvi recovered his composure, setting the tray down on a nearby table. After a moment's hesitation, he began walking toward their private section, his expression unreadable.

I raised a brow in response, “I've been around you for the longest time now. I've heard all there is to know about the diamond and now that's all I want, for me to forgive you.” His demeanor completely shifting to skeptical. “Why are you asking for it…” he proded. I chuckled sarcastically, sucking in a harsh breath before inching closer to his face. “Isn't it obvious? I want it, that's why.” Suddenly, I switched it up, “For three good years that we dated, you never even told me you were this rich, that you were the son of a major top dog in new york or that your lineage possessed such treasure. Now, you have grown up to have alot of money Ace, you're a wealthy man and I have grown to be obse