Divorce A Billionaire To Marry Him Novels & Stories

“You are my heart and soul, Mia. I want us to start over properly. Let this marriage and everything attached to it go.” She blinks in surprise. “What?” “I just told legal not to fight the divorce. I told them I wanted the prenup destroyed. All of it. And I told them my mother gets no access to any of my personal legal business anymore.” She just stares at me. “We can build our own Common Ground.” “But all that money you put into it…” I shrug. “I’ve had some investments come good lately. You win some, you lose some. Let them have it.”

My phone buzzed on the bedside table. I picked it up. One new email, sitting at the top of the screen like a door standing open. Harrison & Lowe — Your divorce agreement is attached. Please review and sign at your convenience. Five days, the lawyer had said. He was right on time. I opened the attachment and read the first line — Dissolution of marriage between Kyle Branson and Mia Williams — clean, clinical, cold. For once, the coldness of a contract felt like mercy. "What is that?" Kyle asked.

“I didn't ask for your help, and like I said, you can rot in hell with your money.” I paused, before cracking the nutshell. “To admit, It was foolish of me to do things on my own accord. If you aren't dumb, you'd know I’m married to a billionaire, but I hate the attention. Money isn't my problem, and you wouldn't understand a mistake.” He took in the words, animosity echoing in my voice. “And insufficient funds,” he cocked a brow. “Mistakes don't happen like that.” “Sign the divorce papers, get rid of those things in your stomach… and leave my house.” The words repeated in my head like a mantra.

It was all part of the plan. With my husband dead, I returned to my old city and sought out Jared. It wasn’t a very hard thing to do because he’d made a name for himself and become a billionaire. It was all good for me—like icing on the cake. I was more than sure that the bond we’d once shared was stronger than any new attachment he could form. When I heard he was married I brushed it off as nothing, like it was a complete joke. All it took was for me to show up and Jared became entranced by my charm instantly leading to an inevitable divorce with his wife. But the story didn’t quite go as planned.

He rubbed his temples, wondering if he'd said those cruel things just to lash out. His gut screamed not to divorce her, even though he knew he didn’t love her anymore. The settlement wasn't a concern; he’s a billionaire, with wealth from his company and inheritance. Even splitting it, he would still remain a billionaire. Signing would free him from the guilt of cheating on her every day, and he would finally be free to fuck anyone he wanted without any consequences. He could even bring those women to his house instead of hotels. Gloria had said she would take Annabel with her, leaving him free as a bird.

A man who looked like he was ready to take the reins without burning the empire to the ground. And me? I had a sister who needed heart surgery. Parents are drowning in debt after our logistics business crashed. My master's degree at Oxford was hanging by a thread because I was working three part-time jobs just to survive. So yes. When a billionaire offers you a deal that can save your family, you don't overthink it. I married him. I smiled for the cameras. Stood by his side at charity events. Learned how to wear expensive dresses. Stayed out of his way like the contract demanded.

It wasn't until a car appeared on the distant highway that they became excited, all crowding toward the entrance for a better angle. They were staking me out, hoping to capture a firsthand shot, while I watched from my office upstairs in the hospital, peering through the blinds at the scene below. I couldn't imagine what headlines they would pair with the images, as my story was indeed full of drama. The young billionaire remained unknown until her divorce, when her ex-husband died at the hands of his lover. The lover was about to be imprisoned, and in the courtroom before imprisonment, she tearfully and desperately told the judge that she had contracted HIV, pleading for a more humane judgm

:"Its fine it was not a sad ending." Ava::"You and Adam got divorced how was it not a sad ending." "Divorce is not as bad as it seems.Well I should change my first sentence.It ended well for me but not for him.After all I got half of his property as alimony." Ava::"Did you get the farm house ?" "I sure did." Ava::"Well then it was definetly not a bad ending...You got to admit that there are a lot of benefits of marrying a billionaire."

That's the first thing he said when I went to hug him. Well, you're right on that one. "He fucking flied me here in a private jet! Shit, five months in New York and you're already scoring a multi-millionaire?" I just laughed at that as he kept telling me about his experience. I'm sure he's gonna smack me if he knows I'll only be married for one month then I'll be saying bye-bye to my multimillionaire husband. It's okay, you'll be a millionaire divorcee by then, even if you just signed the prenup two hours ago that says you won't get a cent if the marriage dissolves, aside from the one million dowry.

My heart swelled when I saw the most tender expression that I had seen so far. "Yes. You are an amazing woman. I will protect you at all costs and our child." Our child. He never knew how much it made me happy. All I wanted was for someone to accept and love my child as well. I never thought I would get it from this billionaire. "Even if I was already divorced?" I asked in a nervous tone. He chuckled and that was one of the most beautiful laughter I heard from him. "Silly. Why did you bring your divorce? It does not make you less of a woman even if you two were separated. It's your husband's mistake he let you go. I am glad it happened because if not, I won’t be able to find you."