Chasing My Billionaire Ex Wife Novels & Stories

I spruced my scarf and continued searching for her in the frostiness. The city seemed to hold its breath, mirroring the anxiety that gripped my soul after a slight thunderstorm. My eyes darted, scanning every face, every passerby, hoping to catch a glimpse of Carla amidst the bustling crowd. As I turned a corner, my heart skipped a beat. Standing before me, looking as anxious and determined as I felt, was Carla's ex-husband, Dr Richard Hall. His eyes widened in surprise as they met mine. "I remember you, ain't you the billionaire who was once obsessed with my wife?" Richard asked, his voice laced with anger and jealousy as he frowned and I chortled upon hearing his pathetic attempt to declar

Complete, ringing silence. Then a laugh bursts out of me, harsh and loud in the empty room. It's not a happy sound. It's triumphant, greedy, vicious. A billionaire. My mousy little wife, the one who could barely look me in the eye, is a fucking billionaire. And she hid it from me. All those years. The jealousy evaporates, replaced by a blazing, glorious greed. This changes everything. She's not just my wife. She's my fortune. The man on the phone is still talking. "...means if we target the company, we're targeting her assets directly. It's a much bigger lever against Sotheby. He married her for her money, obviously. Ruin that, and you ruin him."

I demanded, my voice firm with indignation. He grinned lecherously, a wicked look in his eyes. "I've always fantasized about you, Bella. Since I found out who you were, I've been waiting for this chance." “Uh what are you talking about?” I searched his face for answers as I furrowed my brows in confusion. “You are that billionaire’s ex wife aren’t you? Even after having a child,you still look so sexy and pretty.” He licked his lips which irritated me further. “You know me?”

TechCrunch ran a whole article speculating about who I was and where my money came from. They had theories ranging from cryptocurrency fortune to secret heiress to money laundering front. That last one made Nathan laugh so hard he almost fell out of his chair. The best part was watching Marcus read these articles without connecting the dots. Nathan showed me screenshots of Marcus's search history because my baby brother had absolutely no boundaries when it came to hacking. Marcus had googled "Chen Capital investor" and "mysterious woman investor New York" but apparently never thought to search for his ex-wife's name.

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."

“You can confirm my alibi. I was at work that night, and... and my car is still in the garage.” Matthew chuckled, and I suddenly felt like punching him in the gut for it. “I know, Mr. Mallory. But in a case where the wife is attacked and killed, the husband is always the number one suspect.” I stiffened in shock. Just then Calra arrived at the door. The look on her face told me what she had to say wasn't good news. “We're currently investigating the other billionaires. You don't mind us coming over for a few questions?” Shit. “I'll let you know when I'm less busy.”

It seems that things are different now. Perhaps it would be better for Edward to make their relationship public to the world. Or would Felicia dare to ask Edward for that. “Well, I look forward to the day when the whole world knows that I am the wife of a billionaire,” Felicia said. Her tone may have sounded like a joke. But deep in her heart, it was possible that Felicia really wanted to tell the whole world that she was the wife of Mr. Edward. “Then hang in there for a while longer,” Edward replied.

she exclaims with a delighted smile. The last person I wanted to run into tonight was Mrs. Chelsea. “Where are you headed with that suitcase, dear?” She peers at me, her brow furrowing as she studies my face. After a pause, she lets out a small gasp. “Don’t tell me Nate chased you out of the house!” “What? No!” I laugh, a forced sound that even I don’t believe. “Why would you think that?” Mrs. Chelsea chuckles softly but doesn’t look convinced. “Oh, my mistake. It’s just that a billionaire’s wife, sitting all alone at an empty bus stop without any guards or even her own car well, it does make one wonder. But I’m glad I’m wrong.”

As the disappointed reporters displaced, he went back inside the mansion. Several hours later, Chase got the shock of his life when he saw Valerie on the six o’clock news which sounded, “The billionaire’s wedding was abruptly cancelled when a mysterious woman whisked him away. More information is still emerging but the details of the mysterious woman are still unknown”. “But we agreed that you would do that after the wedding”, he thundered as he threw a marble flower vase at the screen and it’s shreds splattered all over floor. Valerie shivered, scared. She had never seen this side of Chase before. “I know, but I just couldn’t carry the burden anymore”, she said, as tears fell from her eyes.

They are: ~ Chasing his ~ Chasing Her ~ Billionaire's Surrogate ~ HIS ARRANGED WIFE ~ Dominant Husband: Her worth ~ BILLIONAIRES(now complete) ~ Love Pentagon ~ Dangerous Matrimony: The Innocent Devil BILLIONAIRES is my next book, and I hope you all like it! It'll be on daily updates, and will be free for a while. Synopsis: He is a billionaire, she is a billionaire. He is egoistic, she is egoistic.