Billionare Divorce Novels & Stories

he sounded sad, but I loved him—surely not more than Jade but just enough. “Why don’t you divorce her then? You're a billionaire; I’m sure you can get any pretty woman you want.” “Are you crazy?!” He raised his voice, “How can I divorce my wife? Why would I even do that?” “I’m so sorry, sir; I just thought since she’s complicated—”

Gasps of surprise spread across the table, their gossip radars turning on. "The heir's wife?, then what about now? " A blonde haired woman with fiery red dress asked slowly, flinching at the cold glare Ava threw at her. "Well, from how there's no wedding band on her finger, she must have gotten a divorce, isn't that right there?" Kathleen drawled, her voice sympathetic. "That is correct, I divorced Ethan" Ava smiled back at Kathleen, though her hands in her lap were clenched tightly to stop her from trembling. "Haa, it must have been hard for you, you don't have to tell us about it if you're uncomfortable, at least you found your 'real' family" She turned towards the other women who were wat

I wish I could just move on like it's nothing but I can't. It's so unfair that I am a billionaire and I have all the money in the world, yet I can't keep a steady relationship or marriage. Divorce twice and now Emily is leaving me just two weeks to the wedding and even though I have been nothing but good to all my ex's, I am the one getting all the backlash for their wickedness.

Not only did I get what I was entitled to, but I also received half of all his assets under his name. Staring at the figures in the contract, I was stunned. I never imagined Hector had accumulated so much wealth. I never expected he would give me so much. A large portion of it, I knew, was something Hector could have easily avoided giving me, thanks to his resources and influence. In the end, after two months of intense public drama triggered by a reality show, the divorce was finally settled. The story’s conclusion was simple: I had transformed into a single, billionaire woman. …

, she smiled. “Or you just wanted get closer to Reid. You just wanted to follow him around like a neglected puppy”. Bianca narrowed her eyes. Jacintha smiled again, “Right now, we all know the neglected stray puppy barking when it got chased to where it came from”. Bianca clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palm. She swallowed and managed another word. “S–Says someone who's husband ignored her for years.” Jacintha simply shook her head. “We are divorced. I know you're smart enough to understand that”, she shook her head. But Bianca would not give up.

"You will." It was a splendid afternoon, and I would never forget my brother's excitement at the thought that he'd bake to his heart's content. But of course, like all good things, it couldn't last forever. Because later that day, I saw an article that said that the billionaire Theodore Linden-Hawthorne was going to get a divorce. And that his current partner was his old fiancée, Carmella Westenberg.

Marrying a billionaire required corporate compliance and board-level approvals, or so Cary’s mother had told me. She needed time to make sure my exit wouldn’t rattle the family business—and that took thirty days. Anyway, I’d already got two signed copies of the agreement. For the last thirty days, pretending to be a compliant wife wasn’t that hard. After I left Cary, I’d need to find a new job. No rush—the settlement would keep me comfortable. What I worried about most was how to tell my parents I was divorced. They were conservative. When I told them I’d married suddenly three years ago, they disapproved—convinced I had sold myself to a billionaire to pay for my mother’s illness.

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.

Her face had gone white, jaw clenched, eyes locked on him with pure fury. He'd agreed to the divorce. His name was already on the signature line. But according to the terms laid out in front of her, she owed him thirty billion dollars in divorce settlement. Something close to a disbelieving laugh escaped her. She'd already agreed to walk away with nothing. And this still wasn't enough for him. He wanted thirty billion dollars from her. "Julian, is this a joke to you?!" Fury won out. She hurled the stack of papers straight at his face.

On the night of my tenth wedding anniversary with my billionaire husband, his female secretary called him. Ignoring the fact that I was completely naked, he pulled away and started to leave. I couldn't stop myself from confronting him. He sighed, yet his tone was inexplicably relaxed. "So you finally figured it out. Elowen is young and insecure. She's afraid I'll fall in love with your body again. "She's adorable. Now that I've tasted something young and vibrant, why would I ever settle for what’s withered and spent?" A chill spread through my body, and I stood there frozen. "Silas, that's not a funny joke." He didn't answer. He merely shot me a look of disgust. "She's underestimating hersel