Dumped The Scumbag, Now I'm Married To A Billionaire Novels & Stories

“You truly believe he loves you?! Girl… he feels sorry for you. You really think someone like…you, would be taken seriously by him? A billionaire and CEO of the biggest bank in this country?!” Every single word Amelia spat out pierced Melinda’s soul as tears kept flowing down her cheeks, her gaze locked on Amelia. Amelia wasn't finished, she drew closer to Melinda, and with her voice leaking with contempt, she spat, “Ask him for the picture of his late wife, Jessica. Sis…you don't come close! He has a type and you're at the very bottom! Once he’s done with you, he’ll spit you out like the trash you are!”

Half an hour later, I was in the backseat of a black sedan, clutching my bouquet so hard some petals had bent beneath my fingers. The city blurred outside the window. This was really happening. I was really being taken to marry Adrian Lancaster. The Adrian Lancaster. The billionaire heir with the ruthless reputation, the cold face in business magazines, the man Sienna had once called too dangerous to love. The courthouse ceremony passed like a fever dream. Just a private room with a single civil official. My father's voice did most of the talking while my mother just stood one side, staring at her nails like this was none of her concern.

Framed_Mind; “This is me waiting for that foolish woman to set her ring light and start explaining to us the entire story of getting scammed by the person she called her best friend.” CallMeKarma; “Why am I suddenly happy? This karma has been long overdue, but it sure did hit at the right time. Bella is getting married in a few days I bet that Gerald must be running mad wherever he is. It is too late to get his first wife back even if he wanted to.” GeradDeBastard; “Where are all Gerald and Kareen supporters? I really want to see what their facial expressions look like because they think they have a lot of sense. I bet they are already shedding a lot of blood as tears.”

The name echoed in my mind like a curse. Everyone knew him. The youngest billionaire CEO in the country. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who destroyed lives with contracts and smiles that never reached his eyes. A man who didn’t believe in love. And today, he would become my husband. I finally turned to face my mother. She looked smaller than I remembered, older, worn down by guilt and worry. “I’ll do it,” I said quietly. “I just need you to promise me one thing.” “Anything.”

I am married to the richest, most aggravating, most complicated man in this city, and I did it for my mother's debt and to cover up two one-night stands, and this is my life now. Zane stood beside me, looking at the certificate briefly before sliding it into his jacket. He glanced over. "Hungry?" he asked. I stared at him. "It was a simple question." "You just married me in a government office on forty minutes notice and your follow-up is whether I want lunch?" "Brunch, technically." He checked his watch. "It's not quite noon." I opened my mouth. Closed it. Started walking toward my car. "Skylar." I stopped but didn't turn around.

“Thinking about what? The man you left me for?” My eyes shot up to his. “There was no one else,” I said quickly. He let out a dry, bitter laugh. It was short and cold. “Don’t lie to me,” he said. “You disappeared. There was no goodbye, no explanation. I heard you married someone rich.” “That is not true,” I said and my voice was tight. “Then why are you here now?” he asked. “For five million dollars?” I felt heat rushed to my cheeks and I couldn’t look him in the eye.

"If you're talking about money, you know I am not into---" "I know." He cut me by putting his index finger on my lips. "But you have no choice, Sophia Yzabelle Kelley because you're married to me and you married one of the top billionaires in California." He winked at me and God knows how much I wanted to smack the arrogant smile playing on his lips. "So, you really owned this mansion?" "We, sweetheart, owned this mansion."

The driver turned on the car's ignition and drove us out of the venue. I wanted to run away from the place that had me throwing my dignity into the air and choosing to marry a man who broke me and had me leaving the city out of fear. He turned me into a person who could not find sweetness in love and broke me beyond measure and repair. And here I was, my heart secretly thumping and jumping for joy at the fact that I was married to him. My lips should not be twitching to smile. Instead, it is supposed to spoil in a cry. How do I tell my parents that I had gotten married out to my ex-boyfriend?

"He even had to crash in the basement, barely scraping by. Now, honestly, do you believe this guy, who was pinching pennies, just dumped a million bucks into our company?" David believed that by exposing these harsh truths, he could rally the support of the other shareholders. However, he could never have predicted that his words would backfire. "David, you pull in a fat paycheck every month. But you're only throwing a few grands to your ex-wife and son? Seems like you've got the means to step up your game, don't you think?" "I can't wrap my head around it. You're living the high life in a multi-million-dollar mansion while your son is stuck in the basement?

Mandy's hands trembled as she tore open the envelope. Her heart pounded in her chest, a sickening mixture of dread and curiosity swirling in her stomach. The paper felt heavy between her fingers as she unfolded it, revealing a neatly folded newspaper inside. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to open it and see what horrible surprise awaited her this time. The headline screamed at her: **"The Divorced and Rejected Wife of the Famous Billionaire Ramsey Wendel is Getting Married to the Norton's Cleaner, Dwight Cullen."**