Ben Baller Ex Wife Novels & Stories

Jea yelled at him, then in a lower tone of voice he said to him and told him who his wife is and stated her name. "You're married to Bebe, the actress. She's super-rich, almost like me. Woah I'm proud... She started acting and modeling at an early age, she spends her money-making life better for her and her family. She was and still is her own manager, we are friends. I wonder why she hasn't told me? Hmm. Why didn't you?" Kyhe said with surprise, he began to speak about her telling him that he and his wife are friends but then he asked, Looking at Dr. Jea then started laughing and asked why he didn't. "Oh right, secret. Hold up!! The baby, the baby rumors"

It was the celebrity segment and the press release was the biggest story on their hot topics list. “In the 7-page statement, Mrs Beaumont reveals that she and her husband have been separated for a while now on account of alleged infidelity. The socialite claims that her husband, Kane Beaumont, has been having an illicit affair with his late brother’s pregnant lover, Serena Filipe, who currently lives in the family mansion.”

I quickly check one of the popular blog sites and I see a picture of Bella in a restaurant being fed by Mason Reyes with the caption, “Chris Bale’s wife cheating on him with arch business rival?” The picture infuriated me so much and as soon I get into my office, I throw my phone at her and demand answers “What’s the meaning of this?” I barked at her. From the look on Ben’s face, I can tell he’s seen the post too and he’s just as disappointed as I am but definitely not as angry. Does she like Mason Reyes? Is that why she couldn’t stand his proposal to his fiancée or why she attacked them at the jewelry shop that day?

I couldnt help the laugh that bubbled up my throat, "Don't you think a good ex-wife should keep a proper distance from her ex-husband? So, no, thank you. There won't be a next time." I wasn't about to invite Bella's trouble into my life again. She should have Mark all to herself. I didn't wait for his response, I took Grace's arm and started to veer her toward the car. "You guys didn't notice?" Bella suddenly blurted, stopping Grace and I. I turned to her and saw her stroking her belly. It was then I noticed the big naterbal gown she had on and her slightly protruded tummy. I couldn't stop the raise of my brows. Wow.

Serena smirked, pulling out her phone showing off the screen, “You mean this internet?” On it was an article that had been issued the previous day. The title clearly read, “The Sterling Family has no daughter.” Arabella’s fist clenched so hard her knuckles turned white. It's barely 24 hours since the divorce and Adrian couldn't wait to publicly get rid of her? Nala left while Serena pulled a chair and sat just meters away from Arabella. “You know ever since I called you crazy, I’ve always wanted to see how this white gown would look on you.” Serena started, admiring her freshly made acrylic nails nonchalantly, “I won't lie though, you make anything look beautiful.”

I leaned against the hospital bed, my face drained of color, every breath laced with pain. The night before, he'd humiliated me deliberately—not only injecting me with a muscle relaxant, but ordering the curtains removed beforehand. All night long, the clicking of camera shutters outside the window never stopped. Seeing how weak I was, Dahlia held up her phone and aimed it right at my face, her smile pretty and poisonous: "Oh my, you're truly famous now. 'Billionaire's new wife turns out to be the ultimate slut'—how do you like that headline trending on social media?"

Just as Amber was trying to calm her racing heartbeat, a slow clap echoed from behind them. The sound was elegant—but laced with sharp mockery. “What a touching performance, Dave. I almost shed a tear seeing how protective you are of your new toy.” Amber turned—and instantly froze. Standing before her was a woman who looked like she had stepped straight off the cover of Vogue. Her black hair was flawlessly styled, and the sleek black silk dress wrapped perfectly around her slender figure. It was Bella—Dave’s ex-wife. The woman who had destroyed his reputation with a single scandal.

“That surprises me so much , somebody like him could easily find another wife. Maybe he never truly moved on from his ex-wife.” I froze instantly. My fork stopped halfway toward my mouth. Never remarried? Never moved on? How was that possible? For years, I had believed he happily continued his life with Athena. I had believed they eventually became the couple everybody expected them to become. Now I was hearing something completely different. I quickly stood up and left before their conversation could continue. My thoughts felt far too messy already. By evening, I drove to Jim’s school. The moment he spotted my car from the school entrance, his entire face immediately lit up with excitement.

"Been a while." "I've been busy," I said, keeping my tone casual. "But I have a story for you. Something I think the public might find... intriguing." A brief pause. Then, interest piqued. "I'm listening." "Remember James Vale?" A low whistle. "The wife-killer who walked? Yeah, I remember. What about him?" "He's resurfaced. And he's getting cozy with someone interesting." "Who?" "Alexandra Lane." Another pause. Longer this time. "Your ex-wife?"

the journalist announced on TV. “Lauren Becker Carter has proven herself to be a woman of strength and resilience, worthy of admiration, perseverance, and compassion. Her journey inspires and warms hearts, showing that even in the face of the greatest trials, it is possible to start anew. Despite everything she endured, she continues to care for the woman who was her ex-husband’s mistress, demonstrating a rare act of humanity and empathy.