Billion-dollar Breakup: The Wife Wants Out Novels & Stories

Mandy's hands trembled as she tore open the envelope. Her heart pounded in her chest, a sickening mixture of dread and curiosity swirling in her stomach. The paper felt heavy between her fingers as she unfolded it, revealing a neatly folded newspaper inside. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to open it and see what horrible surprise awaited her this time. The headline screamed at her: **"The Divorced and Rejected Wife of the Famous Billionaire Ramsey Wendel is Getting Married to the Norton's Cleaner, Dwight Cullen."**

Years ago, Anthony had sold his dignity and moral principles for money; now he was treating others in the same manner he had been treated! "Go ahead, name your price," Anthony said confidently. As a billionaire president, giving a breakup fee was just a piece of cake for him! Sean lifted one finger in silence. "One million?" Anthony was a little startled, then he smirked. This guy would break up with Layla for just one million? What a loser! One million must feel like a fortune to a loser like him!

Aileen nodded, agreeing with her husband’s words. Bruce snorted and then smiled bitterly. “Now I finally understand. You have always been selfish, not caring about my happiness. Today, I am leaving this family as well. Tomorrow, I will marry Sharon, marry her as my wife. With or without your blessing!” Bruce’s declaration surprised his parents, their eyes widening in astonishment. Sharon also seemed surprised by the words Bruce spoke. She was about to say something, but Bruce’s hand grabbed hers, and he quickly walked away from the house.

"All I had to do was crook my finger and you came running. Doesn't that make you pathetic?" She let out a cold laugh and kept going: "Sure, Claire was a wonderful person. But she didn't deserve to have a better life than me. We were both scraping by, barely getting enough to eat. So why did she get to become the wife of a billionaire while I was stuck working as a hostess at bars and taking care of my sick mother? How is any of that fair?" "If you want to blame someone, blame yourselves! She's better off dead. At least she doesn't have to look at your pathetic face anymore!"

Mocking. “Well, of course,” Ellie said lazily. “She’s already planned everything.” Kate stopped speaking. Ellie leaned back, crossing her legs slowly. “This was always the goal, wasn’t it honey ? The money. The comfort. The lifestyle.” Her gaze slid over Kate deliberately. “You wanted to be a billionaire’s wife so badly you schemed your way into his life. How desperate ” Kate didn’t react. She had learned long ago that silence hurt more than words. “All poor people are the same,” Ellie continued lightly. “They grab whatever opportunity they can even if it means stealing someone else’s life.”

“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.

“You heard me. Five hundred thousand, six months and then we’re done.” He stood there, hand in his hair. “Hazel, are you hearing yourself? You married your boss?” “For the money.” “This is insane. Like… this isn’t a N*****x original, girl. You can’t just marry some billionaire because you're broke.” I shrugged. “Too late.” He paced across the room, mumbling to himself. “No way this is real.” My phone buzzed. Alan. I stared at the screen, declined the call and turned my phone off.

Yeah, he did that too at some point , but he was wise enough to make investments and saved money, which was now paying off , before his pretty wife decided to sell him out. "Why would he go bankrupt, when you two are here. You will look for odd jobs and do, and saved the money for us and our baby" Daisy playfully said, rubbing her stomach. Viggo sent her a side look, with a smile on his face. He wondered how she was going to look and act like, when she eventually becomes pregnant. A day he will loved to see so badly. "In your dreams ". Hall rolled his eyes. "Wait, what is going on? What is this?".

“Mia. You don’t have to be stubborn.” I smiled bitterly. It was never about money. I had married him when I had nothing. I would leave him with nothing too. Because the only thing I ever wanted from him wasn’t something money could buy. And he had never given it to me. “I’ll be fine,” I repeated. >>>> The following days passed quickly. Once I made my decision, everything became easier. I resigned from NovaTech. The apartment I owned before my marriage was sold. The other properties under my name were handed over to agencies for management and sale.

"My wife wouldn't appreciate that," She smiled. "I guess but would you?" "Yeah, I would mind," She stood up from her seat, picked up her bag and phone from the table. "I didn't break up with you because I wanted to Nathan," "Drop the topic," I was getting pissed off by her choice of words tonight. After she broke up with me years ago, I went to her apartment, her office to ask her why. She told me she found somebody else, somebody better than me and told me to move on. Now that I have, she's spewing jargons.