Romans & histoires Ex Wife Of A Billionaire

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

"Even though we know that your marriage to Jaxon was private, be careful. Because you're now the billionaire's secret." So this my first warning as the billionaire secret? This is my first warning as a billionaire wife?

“Christ, Christ, and Christ. Congratulations boo. Well, I cannot believe it. Wait, I am sorry. You are Christiana Tiger Kelvin now. So, tell me how it feels to be a billionaire’s wife. How does it feel to see bigwigs visiting your manor every day? Tell me about the model of cars he owns. Your place must be a luxurious penthouse. Tell me how it feels to look at the whole city from the top. You must even have a private jet to fly. Am I wrong?” She bombarded my head with her nonstop questions and inquisitiveness to know everything at the spot of the moment. For the first time after my wedding, I realized that getting hitched to a billionaire was probably a big thing. Huh! I tittered at the way

Now, she was back with a 5-year old little girl. Many eyes watched them as they exited the arrival area. Most of the people knew she was walking with the most famous billionaire in town. Some gasped, seeing Ethan holding a child in his arms, taking stolen pictures of them. The thought that they’d be in the headlines in less than 24 hours twitched her gut, yet she couldn’t do anything because even if she flipped the world upside down, the fact that she was married to a famous Steinfield wouldn’t be changed... well, unless they divorced, which she knew would only happen after a few years.

she says, her voice impatient and a little harsh. "I just had something to do." "With my son-in-law?" "Mom, stop." "What do you mean by that?" Her voice softens. "And how could you not tell me? Imagine what I felt like finding out through these news outlets that your boyfriend is Louis Lindgren, that gorgeous billionaire!" "I didn't think it was the right time to tell you. We've only been together for about a week." "It didn't seem that way to me. I'm glad my son-in-law is perfect."

"ONCE YOU sign that paper, it's all over for us, Ellie." My soon-to-be ex-husband, Valerian Blackwood, sat across from me, legs crossed, a scotch in his hand. He didn't seem to care about our separation at all. Two years of marriage, and all I was fed up with were the endless scandals about him and his mega-ton amount of women chasing his round and soft ass. Who was I to question it when my husband was Valerian Blackwood? A drop-dead gorgeous billionaire. He was smart, sophisticated, and just perfect in every way. What else could I even ask for?

“Tell me who he is and why he chose me as his wife.” She stood petrified in front of me, as if she didn’t know what to say, but I wouldn’t let her get away before she answered all my questions. “I don't understand why he chose you as his wife,” her voice came out shaky and slurred, “but Mr. Gregory is the heir to a multi-billion dollar empire. He needs a wife to take over the family business.” “Billionaire?” I whispered, and it was as if my strength went out like a balloon. ”I married a billionaire?”

But then, her professionalism returns. “I’m afraid you’re mistaken,” she says, her tone softening with a hint of pity. “Mr. Stone is engaged to someone else. He’s getting married soon.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. I blink, my mind struggling to catch up with what I just heard. “What? What do you mean, engaged?” She speaks with a cold formality, as if repeating something she’s said many times before. “Callum Winter Stone is engaged to Miss Emelia Rhodes, the daughter of the Billionaire CEO, David Rhodes. They’re getting married soon.”

"Xavier divorced her after seeing the pictures. She didn't have the chance to tell him about her pregnancy and he kicked her out. I was very happy he did that. Even her parents kicked her out as well." "Her parents?" Cameron nodded, smirking. "Double joy for me. It appeared that her parents were not even her real parents. Her name is not even Harrison. Ha!" Cameron chuckled. "Okay but, what is the problem now? Why did you remember all these now?" Ava asked, making Cameron’s smile fall. "Xavier Sheffield, her ex husband is now a billionaire." Cameron said. Ava raised her brows. "He owns the biggest advertising company in this city."

His band's tour had finally come to an end as he was preparing for his six month hiatus and his apartment was ready, just in time for him to move in. I knew that many of my friends from both our high school days and college days would be in attendance, and I knew that the news of me marrying a very powerful man had spread around, so I knew I had to look and play the role of a billionaire's wife. I sighed “this new life is surely an exhausting and tiring one”. “I wonder why he decided to invite our old classmates to his housewarming party. I would ask him when I got there”, I said to myself.