Billion-dollar Breakup: The Wife Wants Out 소설 & 이야기

"Natasha you knew that i wanted to spend the rest of my life with Rain but you ruined everything, you and your mother! Both of you deceived me into going through with your evil plan of..... " enough! Zain just shut up you excuse of a man! You were not even man enough to reject me knowing fully well that you were my sisters fiance..instead you jumped from one sister's bed to another and your excuse was to say, it was just a moment of weakness? How pathetic! Rain is happily married. When a woman decides to let go and move on, it doesn't matter how long she takes to move on cause we move on immediately we make up our minds. Quit dreaming because Rain will never be yours" Natasha said this and w

Sophia, who was short of sleep, was like a ticking time bomb, watching whoever disliked her. "I was just tricked by others." Gerald felt a little guilty. Sophia snorted coldly, but she didn't refuse anymore. Gerald followed quickly and neatly. The most luxurious villa area in Chicago. Vice President Jake dressed like an overfed penguin and stood on the street of his newly bought villa to receive congratulatory guests. And beside him stood a young and beautiful little woman. This is the third wife he married just last month. One fat and one thin, one short and one tall, one ugly and one beautiful. Standing together, there is as much conflict as there is.

Also, he can't let his parents find out about him being away from the company for so long. " Please check the internet. It's an emergency!" Narrowing eyebrows, he opens the browser. However, his expression crumbles immediately with a distinct distortion of anger... * Married Woman's Affair: The Wife of Billionaire Businessman Marquis Williamson and Daughter-in-law of Biggest Politician Williamson was seen with a man in front of his apartment complex!* The photo of a man carrying Oryx whose face is clear to see, makes Marquis more enraged. He has been dealing with lots of stuff, and now her recklessness adding the fuel to his patience.

She is about to continue but he stops her and says, “Did all your life revolve around him then? What did you do with your own life? I had a good amount of money in my account that could help you do any business you venture into. What happened to it?” She sniffs and replies, “I have to give a dowry to the family I was entering when Edward and I decided to get married. My parents-in-law insisted I gave them something since was a nobody with no family background. So I gave the billion to them, at least they were satisfied till some time and then, they wanted more. And I couldn’t give them and so, they made me a slave in my husband’s house.” Jonas stands up abruptly from his seat and turns away

“I knew you’d understand.” I wanted to vomit. I wanted to cry. I wanted to vanish into the marble floor beneath me. My own husband, the man I had trusted with my heart, had chosen to believe the manipulations of the woman he once called the one who got away. And me? I was nothing but an obstacle in their story.

I hated that I had tried to ask if I had ever been in that room before. I shook the thought off quickly. Trent took another step forward. “He’s done this before,” he said. “It happened to a tech founder in San Diego. Brilliant guy. Confident too. Daniel inserted a woman into his life who looked like his wife. They weren’t identical, but close enough. They had the same routines and habits. He thought he was losing his mind. Six months later, his company collapsed and the man vanished.” I turned and looked at Trent then, like really looked at him. He flinched under my stare.

The two women froze, wide-eyed. “Get to work,” he instructed. “Both of you.” “That won't be necessary.” I pushed past him. “I'm leaving.” His grip tightening around my arm froze me in place. “One billion dollars.” He whispered. I blinked. “What?” He smirked. “That's how much you are paying if I sue you for going out of the contract. So you better fix that attitude and play the perfect wife for me.” My hands clenched into a fist beside me.

Ethan stood alone in his £50M penthouse, in his £15,000 suit, surrounded by everything money could buy, and felt poorer than when he was pretending to be poor. Because his wife had left. And outside, in the elevator, Elise finally let out a loud sob, hugging her tote bag, whispering: "My husband is a billionaire... my poor husband is a billionaire... what am I going to do?"

Too practiced. He decided to call her out. “Strike two,” he told her mockingly. “I am not lying,” she protested, her voice tight. “Are you going to keep this act up?” he asked coolly. “Your scheme is over. Give it up and I’ll settle you handsomely.” “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Emily snapped, her voice rising a notch as her frustration spiked. “I never met your father. End of story. And if this is your way of getting out of the marriage lottery deal, you don’t need it.”

Soon my face became emotionless and I stated the truth both for him and even for my pathetic self, "I am not your wife anymore and we are already divorced. I want nothing to do with you so just leave me alone" Tristan sighed but soon he looked at me with mischief in his eyes. "I think it's time to make a deal."