Chased By My Billionaire Ex-husband 소설 & 이야기

He rolls his eyes as he tells her. “You and Aiden haven’t seen each other for over six months and you have been in Pearl Coast since yesterday doing God knows what but you didn’t try to check up on the poor boy” Sophia tries to play the pity card with Caleb. “Aiden has a father that happens to be me, and the last time I checked. I am still a billionaire, he has a mom who is very much rich, and stinkingly rich grandparents so stop with the pity party and stop calling him a poor boy, because he isn’t just done with a silver spoon but a diamond spoon” Caleb cuts her off.

He abruptly raised his foot and kicked the chair beside him with all his strength. The chair toppled over with a loud crash, the sharp sound echoing through the silent room. Gone was his usual composure and cold demeanor; now, he resembled nothing more than a jealous husband, consumed by suspicion and rage. The memory of that night replayed in his mind—her dressed in an elegant gown, dazzling and radiant. But the man standing beside her was Gavin, accompanying her to the banquet. The image was like a sharp thorn stabbing into his heart, fueling his jealousy and igniting his fury.

Some articles described Mia as a woman trapped between two different men, while others shamelessly revealed Jim’s identity as the billionaire’s long-lost son without showing even the slightest concern for his privacy. My jaw immediately tightened because I could tolerate attacks directed toward me, but I refused to allow anyone to drag my son into a public spectacle. Jim had done nothing wrong, and he deserved the chance to grow up without becoming entertainment for gossip magazines and online tabloids. I pressed another number before waiting only a few seconds for someone to answer. “Good morning, Mr. Black,” my head attorney answered professionally. “There is nothing good about this mornin

I tell him, pressing the elevator button. He chuckles, a dark, low sound. Pushing off the wall, he steps uncomfortably close. "You look frantic, Sonia," Julian observes, his brown eyes scanning my face. "It's a bad look for you. What’s the matter? Is the billionaire slipping through your fingers?" "Everything’s fine." "Liar," he taunts smoothly. “I heard the rumors. Chase moved his wife back into the mansion. And here you are, running to Nathaniel for comfort, only to find our golden boy crying over your dead sibling."

said the man in the suit. I swallowed hard, the tears I had been holding back threatening to spill. My lips parted, words caught somewhere between gratitude and fear. “He’s my ex-husband,” I whispered, the words scraping raw against my tongue. The man’s jaw flexed, the only sign of tension on his otherwise polished exterior. His gaze flicked briefly toward Luke, then returned to me, unwavering. “Ex-husband or not… he has no place here. Not if he makes you feel like this.”

The door handle turned. A voice brushed against my ear before I could even move. “Your husband wants you home.” Cold metal pressed against my neck. My blood turned to ice. And that stopped second, I realizedCharles had found us. “The world doesn’t need proof to hate a woman, it only needs a picture.” The title burned across every screen I passed. “Billionaire’s Wife Caught in Scandal: Secret Affair Exposed.” My name. My face. My life is all torn apart in a single shot.

I whipped my head to him at once and scoffed, “That interested in Calvin's life that much? You'll keep chasing him. You're never going to reach so don't bother.” “Hey!” He grabbed my hand before I could grasp it and held my jaw, “Watch what you say to me.” “Don't you dare touch me ever again,” I warned and got out of his hold before standing to my feet and he also did the same. “Why are you so pissed? I was only pointing out how you're working when your so-called husband is a billionaire. I mean, isn't it fake?” He turned to the crowd and I heard flashes of light and only when I looked around did the faces become more familiar.

It felt like a stage. "So," I whispered to the empty, sunlit air. "My husband isn't a mechanic." I tossed the heavy envelope onto the glass coffee table. It landed with a satisfying thud. "He's the missing CEO of Cross Industries. He's dodging a multi-billion dollar tech acquisition. And he's in deep trouble with his terrifying grandmother." A slow, wicked smile spread across my face. I had married a ghost. A phantom billionaire who was running from his own empire, just like I was running from mine.

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

A faint glow of the sun from the large windows washed over the dark interior, the city skyline glimmering in the distance. On the surface, everything looked perfect. To the world, he was living the dream as Chase Connor, the billionaire CEO. A man with a breathtaking wife, adored by the public. A loving father to a bright little girl. A family that welcomed his new bride with open arms. A company thriving in his hands. But underneath the surface, it was war. Brutal, bloody chaos.