From Divorcee To Billionaire Heiress Novels & Stories

’ he whispered, laughing. I knew he meant it as a joke, but it hit a nerve. Tessa was currently on Fortune’s list of billionaires under thirty. She was number three, and somehow, I felt envious. If I hadn’t divorced her, she wouldn't have had the audacity to reach that height. Yeah, her parents were crazily rich, but Tessa has always been a person who believed in making her way. That was why she hadn't been so bad when her parents disowned her. Maybe, if she gave me a chance, we could join hands and become one of the most beautiful couples in the country. Xavier was looking at me weirdly. He must have said something that I missed.

I glance at the screen, and a message pops up from one of the people I’ve been paying to spy on Knoxx. [He and Caroline finalized the divorce today.] A grin spreads across my face, and I can’t stop the rush of excitement flooding through me. Finally, it’s happening. Knoxx and Caroline are done. She’s out of the picture, and I’m free to step in and claim the life I deserve. The life I’ve been planning for. I will be the original Mrs. Wayne. I fix my makeup, glancing at myself in the mirror. Everything about me screams success, confidence, and wealth. This is the life I deserve, and I’ll do whatever it takes to secure it.

Her sobs caught in her throat, silent but no less real. Even if she wanted to leave, she had nowh‍ere to go. Th‍e savings s‍he‍ had were tied‍ up i‍n the house she had paid for. Filing for divorce w‍asn’t just impossi‍b‍le emotionally it was‍ a process that needed money sh‍e didn’t have. Maya curled herself into the ch‍air, her body trembling. She had been betrayed, humiliated, and left al‍one in a home that should have been hers‍ too.

He said as he advised her. "So what brought you here, I didn't order for anything." Rita calmly said. "Uhmm… Yeah, I was ordered to drop this divorce file in this apartment and I'm sure that this is the apartment." He answered her. Rita stared at the divorce agreement in her hands, her heart sinking with a mix of emotions. She couldn't believe that Jaden, the man she had loved so deeply, was ending their relationship with such finality. The weight of the billion-dollar fortune he had given her only added to her pain.

At this moment, Bruce’s life meant more to her than anything else. And so, under Aileen’s pressure, Sharon reluctantly signed the divorce agreement. Now, she didn’t even have a chance to see Bruce, and she had to move out of their home overnight. The pouring rain continued as Sharon walked with heavy steps. She had just gotten off public transportation and swayed her way to the small house where she and Bruce had signed the contract. Everything Aileen said was true. Sharon could only bring suffering to Bruce. He used to be wealthy, living a luxurious life. But for Sharon, Bruce was willing to give up everything and lead a simple life.

I gave Marina a dumb look. If I said she was paying, I meant she was paying. Although everything in here was really expensive, I was used to seeing stuffs like this. For fuck sake I was Rachel fucking Andrews before Mia took that away from me, I could buy this mall if I got mad... That was before I married David. That shitty bastard made me become a stay at home wife, and he never gave me any money. And me, being the stupid and naive girl I once was never complained. I used all my savings up in our three miserable years of marriage, and now we're divorced and I'm left penniless.

“Dylan wants this, too. In fact, he brought it up last night. I simply fast-tracked the process.” Tears filled my eyes. “Last night? He… he only mentioned divorce last night. How did you even get papers printed and stamped by morning? That’s not possible.” Eva laughed softly. “Money makes things very possible.” I shook my head. “I’m not signing anything. And if something like this is to be done, it should come from my husband, not you.” Eva smirked. “Oh, if you want it from him, then fine. Maybe this will help.”

‎I stood up abruptly and brought out a dress, in their presence there, I swung it over my body while removing the pyjamas off my body and then walked out of the room. ‎They could have all the time in the world with themselves. ‎While I walked on the cool pavement of our estate, I wondered what to do with my life now, Lexa was back and my husband had gone back to her while I remained invisible in the marriage. ‎ I wasn't considering divorce in any way but that seemed to be the only option. ‎Seconds later, I boarded a taxi and arrived at the hospital several minutes later. ‎I met the doctor, and after waiting for my results, the news he gave me shocked me to my bones.

Cold water ran over her fingers as soap foam clung to her skin. She could hardly believe how her life had turned out. A woman who once stood at the top had become a live-in wife, all to repay a debt of kindness. Now, her hands were soaked in grease and detergent, the sharp scent refusing to fade; the contrast was almost cruel, from power and influence to silence and servitude. Yet her expression remained calm, as if she had long accepted this fate, burying every trace of pride deep within her heart, because today was special. Today marked the third anniversary of her relationship with Alexander, and in five days, their agreement would end.

The ink had dried before her fingers stopped trembling. Eve sat frozen on the couch, the pen still warm between her fingers. Her eyes stared blankly at the thick line of her signature at the bottom of the neatly stacked papers. Divorce Decree. Final. Alex had split all his assets in half and given them to her—along with half of his company shares. Just like that, she’d become an instant billionaire. Or maybe a zillionaire. She didn’t know. And she didn’t care.