Novel & Cerita Dumped The Scumbag, Now I'm Married To A Billionaire

Vikas goes back with the laptop after a bow of his head. I'm feeling stupid, embarrassed. His expression is amused, which has happened for the first time. I squint my eyes at him coldly, " Why did you marry me? I'm not... um! " I stop, " I'm not a wealthy person. I don't know how to use a laptop. " I'm having trouble digesting all this. First, according to me, he's a small businessman, suddenly he turns into a mafia king, now he's a billionaire and soon to be a trillionaire. This man can leave me at any time. I don't know how to use a laptop. How could someone be so dumb? " It's a piece of cake. " He says.

Kylie slumped her body on the couch opposite him. "Someone who has severe depression and has panic attacks now and then," replied the man. "You are right, I need strong medicine. I don't want my husband to find out about my depression," she sighed. She almost got caught when she fainted for six hours last time. She doesn't want anything like that to happen again. She wasn't sure about his intention or his sudden change of mind. So she couldn't reveal her weakness to him. "You got married? With whom?" asked Mark frowning. He confessed his love to her several times but she always refused him saying that she wasn't over her ex yet. Then why did she suddenly get married? "I got married to my bil

“Yeah thanks thats money talking “, I said. “You married Charlie Hearth? Like everyone knows he is a sad billionaire, he doesn’t show his face at all, because he is sad and thats who you married? Because of money? But you’re not poor Alice, you’re doing real good for yourself, like why would you do that to yourself?”. “I just got retired by my “sad billionaire husband “ he asked me not to go to work anymore unless it’s by invitation, and Im getting an extra 2 million to do that, I don’t care what you think “.

"You are smarter than I thought, Dani. I must congratulate you on your big brains!" "What are you talking about?" "You meet a billionaire. You sùck his dìck and swallow his sperms. That sweet little session leads to a rich ring. You become his legal wife. But billionaires divorce their wives all the time and replace them with some bimbo with nice boobs. You don't want to be that bitter divorced wife left with nothing but a broken heart. So you get a baby in a blink. Marriages end all the time. But babies are forever. So you trap him with a bunch of babies. That way even if he divorces you, he can still pour millions into child support every month. And you'll never have to work a day in your

Every breath felt heavy, and every small movement made her body tense before falling into suffocating silence as she reached her climax. Tears slipped down her cheeks without her realizing it, mixing with the cold sweat that hadn’t yet dried. She stared blankly at the ceiling, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. How ironic. So this was what it felt like to be the wife of a billionaire who had everything except love. Slowly, Sarah pushed the vibrator aside and reached for her phone. Her nightly routine was always the same: opening her second I*******m account just to check one profile—@Iam.mia.

"I need you to know that what you're going to do isn't in anyway wrong. You need to understand just how horrible the man you're married to is first before you can make up your mind about what you want to do." "By horrible do you mean that there's more I don't know about him?" "Unfortunately yes, Scarlett," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Your husband is just like any billionaire out there, ruthless, powerful and merciless. That's the reason why he made up that story about your dad and sold it to the press." "What?" I shouted, gaining attention from most people in the room, before they all went back to their businesses. "What did you just say?" I asked again, this time making sur

If only he hadn’t promised her that he would not disturb her again, he would have gone to ask her for more money. Going back on his former decision, he picked up his bottle of booze and took another large chug of it, then got up and turned on his small television, so that he could at least, have some sound in the room. He didn’t even bother watching it, but he soon heard a name that made his head jerk up. It was Tracy’s name, and the news that he was hearing shocked him more than he had thought that he could be shocked. Apparently, the guy whom she was getting married to – the same guy whom she had said was not rich, was a freaking billionaire.

I sat on the couch scrolling through my phone when Soren came over with two glasses of wine. “You’re quiet,” he said, handing me one. “Just thinking,” I murmured. “About how weird all of this is.” He sat beside me. “Weird?” “Yeah,” I said, turning toward him. “Two weeks ago, I was worried about paying rent and getting my mom’s medication. Now I’m married to a billionaire, caught in a scandal, and pretending to know how to survive your world.” His lips curved slightly. “You’re not pretending. You’re adapting.”

Outside, the city blurred into night; inside, the car hummed with a quiet that broke only when a notification buzzed on Elena’s phone—an alert of headlines and speculation already forming online. She opened it with hands that trembled only slightly and saw the first of the morning’s angles beginning to take shape. Her breath caught when she read a line that had begun its life as a whisper at the table and now sat bold and hungry on the screen: *“Billionaire’s bride: business move or true love?”*

Nan entered and sat beside her. They watched the news together. Maya felt distant, as though the world on the screen belonged to someone else. Just as the broadcast was about to end, the reporter added, “And in our final story, the youngest daughter of Mark Holdings, Bella Holdings, has gotten married to Damson Anderson in a grand ceremony.” Maya froze. She had been eating the toasted sweet potatoes Nan had made, but the food stopped in her mouth, her breath caught, and the world went silent. She looked incredibly hurt.