Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-wife Novels & Stories

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?"

he replied and she couldn't stop being surprised. He was unbelievable! “And you bought it under my name, not your last name despite being married to you.” Her voice trembled a little. That was a lot, what he did for her was huge. There is no way she could make this up to him no matter how hard she tried. He changed her life in sixteen hours! “There is a difference between being a billionaire and a billionaire’s wife,” he replied and Andrea chuckled. “You did all this because of what Allison did to me?” Andrea asked with tears welling up in her eyes and he nodded in response.

The effect was immediate. The woman froze and her husband’s eyes widened. Even the principal looked startled. For several seconds, nobody spoke. The color visibly drained from the couple’s faces. They knew exactly who he was. Everyone did. Adrian Adler was one of the most influential businessmen in Texas. His company controlled billions in assets and his influence stretched across industries. People spent years trying to get a single meeting with him. And right now, he was standing in front of them. The office became painfully quiet. The confidence both parents had displayed earlier completely disappeared.

"My personal life has nothing to do with business. I hope you can refrain from such statements." "Why did you reject the company? According to an insider, they are qualified." The first reporter paused and continued again, "Another mentioned that you've been having a secret affair with Lucas Knight. This speculation shouldn't be disgraceful but cleared off by you as the assumption about your child belonging to your ex-husband has also started circulating since no one knew of you as the wife of the deceased Mr. James West until recently. How true are those rumors?"

"Ah, yeah. I am but I want to know the reason why we're doing this," He nodded. "My biggest investor pulled out his investment in my company a few days ago and the new investor who is someone I'm actually dying to work with wants to meet you at the stupid Christmas party my parents are organising. My dad's been asking about you too and if he finds out we're divorced, my investor will withdraw and I'll be left with nothing. You're doing me a huge favor, Alicia. Not just me but every other person who works in my company. If I lose money, they lose their jobs," He stared at me.

Neola ushered Elle inside the convertible and drove off in a haste. I was about to call for Joe and ask him about this when the female news reporter speak, 'As you can see, we had just witness Mrs. Elleana Cassidy West, wife of the famous businessman and owner of Greene-West Industries, Mr. Gabriel Hugo West, shopping with her husband's sister, Neola Dana West for baby's clothes. We did not hear about Mrs. West for a while and it seems that she’s been keeping us out of the box! Who would know that in a few months there will be a newborn billionaire for one of the greatest corporation of this decade?'

Forced to taste every inch of Shena's lips to the point of restraining her from breaking the kiss. Shena was half-drunk, and her ears were divided by the whispering voices of the visitors. "What a bitch! Why is she kissing that rich CEO?!" "Isn't that guy Xavier? The CEO of a well-known company?" "Hey, who's the woman Xavier kissed? Is it his new bitch? His new money plaything?" Shena could still hear that the voices of the visitors around her were cursing her. But Shena couldn't do anything to retaliate.

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

My friends who had seen me with him had already found out the truth that I'd been dating a housekeeper. I had become a big joke. Humiliated at every turn. So I left Paris and came back to Beverly Hills to put myself together and figure out what next with my life. And that's when I'd seen it. A news article of a charity gala showing Richard Anderson the richest and most powerful billionaire tycoon in the country and his beautiful wife, Anna. Anna Whitmore. My old friend from high school. I'd stared at the photo in shock. I couldn't believe my eyes.

The tears, once symbols of despair, now reflected a cleansing process for emotional renewal. "Come here." Alexander whispered to his wife as he opened his arms for an embrace. As they continued to console each other, the room now appeared to be warm and calm. Alexander and Elizabeth emerged not weakened but stronger, their emotional bond now held in the authenticity that only shared discussions could bring. As the echoes of their quiet conversation lingered in the air, the couple, united in their journey, found comfort in the shared understanding that, even in the realm of billionaires world, the true riches lay in the unguarded moments of the heart.