Novel & Cerita Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-wife

I then reached for it anyway. The headline filled the screen. Billionaire CEO Humiliated: Divorce Drama and Scandalous Affairs Unfold. A muscle tightened in my jaw, and slowly, I lowered the phone onto the desk. My hands were steady enough to pass for calm, but tension had settled beneath my skin so deeply that even breathing felt like work. Every article told a different version of the same story; some painted me as a fool, while others turned my marriage into entertainment. A few attempted sympathy, which somehow felt worse.

Chapter 30 The words on the screen didn't make sense at first. Riley stared at her phone, her fingers tightening around the edges as her breath hitched in her throat. Right there on the main entertainment page, a massive headline stared back at her: *BILLIONAIRE DECEIVED TO FATHER SOMEONE'S DAUGHTER BY EX-WIFE* Directly beneath it, another site had already picked up the story with a different caption: *BILLIONAIRE DECEITFUL WIFE CAUGHT: THE SHOCKING TRUTH BEHIND FREDRICK WELLSPRING MARRIAGE*

"I tell them I'm pregnant with your child. That we've been secretly involved for months. That you pursued me after your divorce." Rowan's jaw clenched so hard his teeth ached. "The headlines write themselves," Selene said softly. "'Rowan Adair Impregnates Mistress Months After Divorce.' 'Billionaire's Secret Affair Exposed.' 'Was He Cheating During His Marriage?'" She stepped closer. "You can't afford that scandal, Rowan," she whispered. "Not now. Not when you're trying to win Marcelline back." His blood turned to ice. "Don't," he said quietly.

“My husband lost over a hundred million dollars in investments after Chelley pulled the Moretti name out of the urban development project. She destroyed it overnight.” Her jaw clenched. “I hate her for that.” I leaned back slowly, studying her properly now. “And… you thought to join us in bringing her down?” I asked with a slow smirk. “Yes,” she replied. “She is my foster sister—and she is also my husband’s ex-wife. We used to believe she was barren. How she suddenly acquired this kind of wealth, a powerful husband, a family, a child, and fame—all within a year after the divorce—still shocks me.”

But this woman would not insult Katherine, not in my presence. “Well, I could sue you for this…” there she goes. I was about to open my mouth when, “but I won’t, just because you promise me that your friend here will get everything done.” That’s more like it. “But, that doesn’t mean I’m happy with the whole situation. I barely have any money left, and this might cost me a fortune.” There it is again. And… I just remembered where I had seen her. She is Vanessa Donovan, ex-wife of the billionaire Alex Donovan. Strange to see her here and with no money at all. He must have kept everything to himself.

The man in the picture with her happened to be her partner. A few years ago, they had put their ideas and funds together to start up a marketing company, which rose so fast that it was surprising. She wasn't just my ex-wife who used to stay at home all day unless she had a conference to attend. She was now a boss. She co-owned a company with someone else. She was doing so well on her own and I was very proud of her. I was very happy they weren't in a romantic relationship but then again, who knew what could happen in the near future?

Woods when I'm making fun of her, but when she claimed everything was because of how close we were, I felt awful. Does she consider me a hedonistic billionaire who sleeps with a different woman every day? After all, how could she act so normally following such a passionate kiss—hadn't my kiss even remotely affected her? She is not my wife, so from now on, I won't be calling her Mrs. Woods. My marriage to her is simply based on a contract that I have to use to restrain my feelings for her. "Oh no, Mr. Woods, your grandma sent only one pair of each item, so we should divide them up based on our individual needs." Hearing her voice, I came out of my dream world.

Everyone had a good perception of Hailee so in their minds they guessed that she would be the new wife of the richest billionaire in the world, Wyatt Earlson. The chefs and servants began gossiping in the kitchen when they saw the way the master treated Hailee compared to how he treated Ria. The butler sighed and shook his head after listening to the gossips. Soon, it spreaded throughout the entire mansion that they were divorced and Wyatt has decided to marry his lover. The Earlson family members rejoiced over it. Ally texted their cousins and relatives to spread the news. They were over the moon that Ria was gone. She would only taint the family's name if she were to stay. What a disgrace,

She opened her phone and tried to turn off her notifications, but she saw an unusually eye-catching comment in the comments section. "Only a fool would believe that Caroline's husband is a rich heir like Mr. Sorkin. Do you still not understand why she never reveals who her husband is?" Someone replied, "Do you have the inside story?" That person replied immediately, "Of course, Caroline's husband is a driver. I've seen him pick Caroline up from work more than once." "No way. Although Evans Group has fallen, Caroline's ex is the heir of the Morrison family. It's impossible for her to marry an ordinary man, right?"

If I couldn’t have him, I’d make sure his precious life with her burned to the ground. Wiping my tears, I pulled out my phone, my fingers trembling as I scrolled through my contacts. I wasn’t going back to Chicago empty-handed. Marcus Carter, billionaire CEO of Carter’s Wine, thought he was untouchable, but I knew better. I had dirt, a story that would ruin him, and I had friends in the media who’d eat it up.