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

For what I thought, I really did marry a billionaire and I accidentally Married to a billionaire and it's not just an ordinary billionaire but one who has many connection himself. Kahit na sabihin natin na fake ang kasal sa mata ng tao ngayon ay totoo ang mga nangyari. I can't just take this an easy situation because everything was involved. I don't want my personal life to be affected, especially to my family. I landed my helicopter to the rooftop of my mall, when my helicopter just reach the ground I saw my worker coming from my direction. They'll bow their heads. I slowly remove my helmets and the stuffs I wear. I smile when they approach me and help me remove them.

The caller ID showed the words Fabian, and Cordelia froze. A crushing sense of humiliation spread from the bottom of her heart. The call ended automatically, and the screen dimmed shortly afterward. As if driven mad, Cordelia hurled the phone to the ground and gulped in air. Her mind went blank for a moment, and it took her a long while to come back to herself. A sharp pain clenched around Cordelia’s heart. She could not believe that the man who spent the past five years appearing everywhere with Sylvia as a couple was actually her husband, Felix.

“Outside the city? Abandoned storehouse? What is she doing there for God’s sake?” A call immediately came in as I was speaking to Santiago. “Who is this?” “You want to see your wife alive? That would cost you thirty billion dollars.” “Who do you think I am? Mr beast? What made you think I have that kind fucking of money?” “Ohh, don’t play dumb Mr Vandercage, we both know you have enough to take care of your wife, with that little amount gone, you wouldn’t even notice it.” “Don’t hurt my wife. You don’t know who you’re messing with.”

she whispered, walking away. Inside a Restaurant Andre sat with a reporter, sipping his tea. “This is no joke. We’re going against one of New York’s biggest business moguls,” the reporter said. “I want the story to be authentic. Everything you’ve sent me, Mr. Andre—is it the truth about Damien Vladimir’s alleged wife?” Andre nodded. “You’ll receive your money,” he said before leaving. Andre scoffed. “Let’s see how sweet life will be for you now, Aurora. Let’s see what happens when he finds out you’re an orphan—abandoned by your mother, with a nobody’s surname. Let’s see if they’ll still want you in their family, bitch.”

His hair was dark brown and slightly unkempt, a stark contrast to the gelled perfection of the other men. Cyprian Hale. The Billionaire Outcast. The man who had built a tech empire from a garage and terrifying algorithms. He was the boogeyman the Patricians used to scare their children. *Don't be greedy, or Hale will buy your company and fire you.* Vespera’s heart hammered against her ribs, but her stride didn't falter.

With how depreciated our market value has become , Jenna has got the key to boost us up in the blink of an eye. Asides from coming to yell like a rabid dog, he still manages to be sensible. I nod my head in agreement. “well! I guess that would be all for now.” He got to his feet, straightening up his jacket. “And look alive too. You’re going to be married in few days my friend” a sinister laugh followed as the door closed shut.

It didn’t feel like freedom. It felt like falling again—but this time, without a window to blame. He walked toward the door, then paused, hand on the knob. “We get married in forty-eight hours.” My chest tightened. “That fast?” “The world doesn’t wait, Scarlett. Neither do I.” Then he opened the door, walked out, and left me alone—with fifty million dollars, a baby growing inside me, and a future married to a man who smiled like sin and made promises like war. Doomed, I am doomed.

He hissed. "I do have my things going. I am not the eldest son..." he didn't give many details. He was really a billionaire.. I didn't know if I should cry or laugh that I was married to a billionaire. It just made it obvious how screwed I was. I had threatened a billionaire to marry me. He was more powerful than I thought.

Emotionally, too, I was a storm bottled inside me. Anger clawed through me, hot, sharp, unrelenting. Every humiliation, every betrayal, every scar surged back, and my fists clenched so tight my palms stung. Nails bit into flesh. I barely felt it. I turned on the TV. My stomach sank. Cassian and Scarlett,triumphant, smug, flaunting a life I had been ripped from,stared at me from every screen. The headlines screamed: Billionaire gets engaged to beautiful ally after ousting traitor wife X.

“You should all be ashamed of yourselves, we have an agreement, one that has served us well for years, and you are ready to throw all of that away for some girl who can’t seem to keep herself out of trouble.” I jumped out of my chair, aiming to beat the sh*t out of this a*shole. Max manages to jump in between us before I can get too far. I struggle against his hold, my anger breaking through. “WHERE IS MY WIFE!” I spit over Max’s shoulder.