Billionaire Let's Divorce Novels & Stories

he says. “Thank you.” “So, you got divorced then?” he asks, drowning more of his liquor. “Uhm…” I lick my lips. “Yeah, I did. That’s why I left Chicago.” I don't know if the lie is worth it, but I sure don’t know how to say that I tried to divorce my billionaire husband but couldn’t — because he's powerful, connected, and makes it feel like the world spins at his will. “I’m so sorry about your divorce,” Lionel says. “At least I’m here. I can help you,” he adds, like I’m a patient and he’s the doctor ready to patch me up. It wants to sound funny but it doesn't. Not in this situation I'm in.

At this moment, Bruce’s life meant more to her than anything else. And so, under Aileen’s pressure, Sharon reluctantly signed the divorce agreement. Now, she didn’t even have a chance to see Bruce, and she had to move out of their home overnight. The pouring rain continued as Sharon walked with heavy steps. She had just gotten off public transportation and swayed her way to the small house where she and Bruce had signed the contract. Everything Aileen said was true. Sharon could only bring suffering to Bruce. He used to be wealthy, living a luxurious life. But for Sharon, Bruce was willing to give up everything and lead a simple life.

As I hugged her tight to me, feeling her little arms wound around my neck; for the umpteenth time, I was glad that I decided to keep the pregnancy. The news of my pregnancy had, innitially, left me devastated. Normally, I would not have hesitated to run to Aiden and excitedly tell him that we were going to have a child together but then, I had just broke up with him. And with the discovery that caused our breakup, he probably was not ready to get tied down fathering a child.

He talks a lot but his good looks make you forget about that in a minute. He smiled back. "So, gentlemen, let's get to the order of the day," Nathan's lawyer took over from Francis. "Thank you, Francis. We have some terms here for the divorce. If I may, can I proceed?" "Yes," Francis and I chorused. "Good. Firstly, Mr. Lancaster wants to pay you a total of five hundred thousand dollars as a settlement for the divorce," "I don't want his money," I replied firmly. I don't have any interest in Nathan's money. I didn't ask for a divorce to get some part of his money, I needed the divorce for my freedom.

"No need; I paid you a lot to smooth our divorce. Not to take care of unimportant things." "But your case is infrequent. If billionaires want to divorce their wives, they will desperately defend their assets or cunningly hide some assets so they won't be shared with their wives. But you are very strange; you want a divorce, but all your assets will be given to your wife and son." "Just carry out your duties; don't talk too much. The matter of dividing the assets is an absolute secret. You don't need to know." said Edgar coldly. "Yes, sir. Sorry for my impudence."

Jason’s eyes narrowed, irritation flickering across his perfect mask. “We’ll be divorced when you sign this,” he said, lifting a thick folder. “Don’t drag this out, Claire. You’ve lost. I’m in love with Sasha. The papers are filed. Sign quietly, and I’ll make sure you’re… taken care of. Resist, and every door in this city will slam shut in your face. You’ll have nothing. Not even your name.” Sasha’s laugh cut through the room, bright and cruel. “Just do it, Claire. Don’t make this harder than it already is.”

“Good luck with that. I am pretty sure Parker McBell might have seen the trending proposal clip right now and believed that you finally want to go public with the marriage.” Alexander groaned. With Inaya’s crazy reaction, everyone had thought the most eligible billionaire was settling down with the woman he had been rumored to be seeing. This was not good. The internet was going crazy. The shareholders were sending their congratulations and best wishes. The freaking lobby was flooding with celebratory bouquets and companies pitching their ideas of how their products will help shape the best wedding. It was a disaster. “What do I even do?” He asked. “Confront her!” Mathew declared as if it we

Pretty ironic that this is coming out of his mouth “We can not end it just because you woke up one day and decided you want a divorce. We are not the only people involved here. Think about our families. At least think about our companies and how much this news is going to affect them. I have heard your company is already going through a loss. Your profits are constantly falling. If you throw this issue on top of it, it is going to bury your company to the ground. Do you want that? Rosalyn was taken aback. How could a man be this shameless? He is acting like he gives a sh*t about what happens to her company. She thought Chanel was Anthony’s true love but that couldn’t be far from the truth. A

“As real as the benefits you’ll gain.” Great, his reply threw me off guard also. Why does everything about this intolerable and insufferable billionaire throw me off guard? “Do you realize I just got divorced? What kind of woman will society call me if I get married to you the same day I got divorced?” It might not be important to him, because I could swear Noah Beck doesn’t giving a flying fuck about anyone, but I do. Despite all I had faced when I was married to Roland, I wouldn’t want to go through that phase in a more cruel way, this time.

However, the idea of leaving this state and starting a new life far away from here, with no one to remind me of the one man I desperately wanted to forget stuck with me. Just as I clicked the small x to leave the page, I saw a red button, indicating a notification. I clicked on it and sure enough, there was a post uploaded just then. A post about me. It read: “USA’s most eligible bachelor is back: The CEO Davis Monroe is apparently back in the market as his ex-wife, Cassandra Richardson just revealed the couple's divorce. Various speculations have been flying over the reason for the divorce. A source close to the family has revealed that the couple were never on good terms and Davis oftentim