Dumped The Scumbag, Now I'm Married To A Billionaire Mga Nobela at Kwento

"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."

I clarified defensively. "And you kissed him right back?" I hesitated, the memory of his hands rushing over me. "Yes." Grace groaned audibly into the speaker. "Cleo, listen to me." "I know, I know." "No, I really don't think you do," Grace said, her tone shifting to genuine concern. "Billionaires don't do relationships like normal men. They don't just fall into feelings; they collect experiences. To a man in his position, people can easily become temporary assets until something newer comes along."

Please, don't do this to me, I promised to become your slave forever, I will work On your farm, and serve you for the rest of my life If you can spare my daughter and my wife,” Bianca's dad said, while pools of tears dripping from his eyes, The man moves closer to Bianca and says, I have been a widow for years, Bianca will automatically become my wife”, and he laughed wickedly Bianca said, “over my dead body will I follow you, am a human being not an object that someone could gamble and win” and she was looking for a way to escape,

ruin this day! Smile!" Marigold cried, "How can I be happy, I was stolen!" The man scoffed, saying, "You were not stolen, you were bought. Your own father sold you and now you belong to Mr.Bax! You should be so happy to marry a Billionaire. Consider it a Cinderella story, a dream come true." She covered her mouth as she started to shake, "How can this be a dream come true..." she whispered to herself. The man in the black coat said, “Stop crying. These people are Billionaires! There’s nothing to cry about! You can have anything you ever wanted so be grateful you can have this opportunity." She cried, "What is there to be happy about? I was sold like a piece of property yet you tell me to be

I was sucker for good and comforting guys that I instantly grew a crush on him after consoling me during my parent’s funeral. Let’s just say I never got over my infatuation on him. It only grew when he got married, got divorced and became a bankrupt man after his wife cheated on him with his own father (I know it was truly scandalous). His company is also facing backlash after his ex-wife and father stole millions of money from their company. Anyhow, I thought I should offer him a proposal or help since I am an established millionaire at the bright age of 25. But, the man was hell-bent on declining my offers.

The contract had a secrecy clause, how else would she explain to her best friend that she was married to a billionaire hence, the Limited Edition Car? “You better start talking Emily,” Kayla pressed, her arms crossed over her chest. Emily’s shoulders slumped, “I got married, Kayla. To a billionaire. I came back to get my things, I’m moving in with him.” “What?” Kayla screamed, her eyes wide in shock. “Is this supposed to be some kind of joke,” her best friend asked in disbelief. “No, Kay, I’m serious,” Emily said, her voice firm. “How the f**k are you married? To a billionaire? Who’s he? When and how did all of this happen?”

Tatiana stared coldly at Clarisse. Her brothers might have been fooled by that mother-and-daughter pair, but Tatiana wasn’t. She hated them too much to fall for their act. “Don’t you already have a ‘daughter’ who is so precious, respectable, well-mannered, and far more educated than I am?” Her eyes flicked toward Oktavia. “So why marry a worthless, ungrateful daughter like me to a billionaire?” Tatiana gave a bitter laugh. “Are you not afraid I’ll take advantage of him and make all of you miserable?”

She could not believe her eyes at all. “Yes, Miss Howard. Your lovely friend is married to me.” “She…I…oh, my God.” She turned her head slowly to meet my gaze. “You bitch! You married up.” Of course, leave it to Amy to be so…Amy. She wasn’t shy about speaking her mind and her mouth had no filter. “I’m sorry, I meant… You know what? No, I meant what I just said. You married a billionaire? When? How? Why? And do you have a friend, Mr. Scott?”

But the question; I needed to answer. “Two Munites, I guess.” I said, my voice low and husky. They laughed uncontrollably, including me. As far as i was concerned. The answer hit me hard. I was the wife of one of the most famous billionaires in Los Angeles. The CEO of Blackwood Industries. We've been in love since college and we planned to keep ourselves till marriage. On our wedding night, I realised he had a small cock. He didn't even last 10 Minutes when he flipped over and slept off.

Victor roared, his body trembling. “Um… isn't it obvious? I just wanted your money. Thanks to your mom, I got you easily. But now,” she shook her head, “you're broke. I have no reason to stay.” Victor's face became pale. “So, you're saying you used me. You made me think you were preg…you made me ruin my marriage!” he exclaimed. Amber shrugged. “Not my fault you're so easy to fool.” I tapped the mic again, and yelled, “security!”