Romans & histoires Billionaire Let's Divorce

I ended the call and pulled up my browser for trending news. ‘Billionaire, Saint Baxter and his wife are reported to now be living apart. Is divorce in the talks for the couple of the century?” Pictures of me leaving Baxter Estate with my bag as well as entering my new apartment complex were attached. This was an inside job.

he asked quietly. “It ends the marriage.” He stepped closer. Rain dripped from his hair onto his collar. “I don’t want this.” “Then you should’ve thought about that before you climbed into bed with her.” The words landed. He flinched. The cameras caught every second. I could already see tomorrow’s headlines. BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS DIVORCES REAL ESTATE MOGUL IN TEARS, CHEATING SCANDAL? I didn’t care. “I have to go,” I said.

Enduring the tight space is a minor inconvenience to experience the comfort of a dear friend. Going through a divorce when your spouse is a billionaire is never straightforward. The process tends to drag on longer than it would for a typical couple. Just managing the process made my head spin. Balancing my new life as a single woman, keeping track of my small company’s finances, and trying to be a good friend to Lewis was enough to give anyone a headache.

Mom and I were preparing everything, making arrangements with the Pakistan people; we had agreed to meet at a certain hour, and I was truly excited. I mean, this would hurt both William and Ana—killing two birds with one stone. It seems I will not need to divorce William anymore; I mean, it would be fun to have him struggle to get married since I was already his wife and nowhere to be found to sign the papers, lol. “Instead of fifty, I will now have ten billion,” I said to myself as my mom started packing our bags. “I'll be a billionaire.”

“She doesn’t get to recover from this. She started it. She signed another contract to divorce Nathaniel after 3 years and not have kids...for extra money and assets even we didn't know about....and now? Now she’s handed them a blade and pointed it straight at our throats!” ‎ ‎“That’s not true!” I shouted, my voice raw. Tears blurred my vision. “I did my best as a wife...but all of you were so busy focused on money wealth or business to even check on me or be there for me. ‎ ‎I could see the embarrassment on my parents but not Aunt Margret. ‎ ‎“Check up huh?” Aunt Margaret sneered. “Ava, you aren't a baby....why do you need us to check on you when we had to build and expand the business? That

After five years of marriage, Melody finally realized—she had never truly married anyone. The marriage certificate was forged. Her husband, Adam, was legally wed to her best friend, Lily. And Melody? She had been the most innocent pawn in a meticulously crafted deception. The betrayals didn’t stop there. Her supposed infertility was a lie, and the child she had poured her love into raising was, in fact, Adam and Lily’s biological son. Five years of devotion—through their eyes, she had served only three purposes: a free housekeeper, a cheap business partner, and a disposable pawn. She had believed in love. That, above all, was her greatest folly. Yet Melody didn’t break. She didn’

How he had approached me eleven months before her divorce—before any of the worst of it, before she had any idea what Trent was really doing. At the time, I was in serious trouble. I had put money into a business that failed badly. I had a debt I never told Victoria about because I was too ashamed to admit how bad it had gotten. And my brother had borrowed money from people who weren't the kind to be patient about getting it back and they’d shown up making threats.

He said as he advised her. "So what brought you here, I didn't order for anything." Rita calmly said. "Uhmm… Yeah, I was ordered to drop this divorce file in this apartment and I'm sure that this is the apartment." He answered her. Rita stared at the divorce agreement in her hands, her heart sinking with a mix of emotions. She couldn't believe that Jaden, the man she had loved so deeply, was ending their relationship with such finality. The weight of the billion-dollar fortune he had given her only added to her pain.

She was shocked upon seeing Victor on his knees and tears brewing in his eyes like a child whose chocolate was seized. “Thank goodness you came, Nita. I am sure your husband would be able to help me out. I-I mean help us out.” Mentioning her husband made her voice out. “We are getting a divorce. That is by the way, Uncle, what is going on?” Victor quickly stood up and held her hand tightly. “Sorry about your marriage crash. This is about the company. I did my best to handle the situation so I did not involve you but unfortunately, it didn’t end well.”

“Young? Isn’t he already thirty-something?” “Come on. We thought he was gonna be an ugly, old man! Wait, I wanna get a better look at his face. Let’s G****e him.” Right after she finished her words, she took out her phone to execute her plan. “He’s thirty-five! And…assets appraisal…6 billion dollars! And wait… Wikipedia says he got divorced five years ago!” “He’s divorced?” Scarlett paused as she was taking her clothes off and getting ready to hop into the shower.