Genius Son And Ex Husband Novels & Stories

“Moron, you need to have more sons so that our name will not be cut off from you.” Shaina slapped her husband on the shoulder, even though she knew what he said is a joke he still sounded angry with his son. “Tsk, what can I do if I inherit the weakness of your sperm?” Adrian replied arrogantly to his father. Sunshine’s cheeks reddened and she was embarrassed by what her husband was saying. She suddenly remembered his wasted fluid after his orgasm when something happened to them. “You crazy kid!” Travis tried to hit his son but he hid behind his wife.

For a second, she thought she was dreaming—until she opened her eyes and caught the scent of home. A warm, husky voice greeted her. “Finally awake.” Her eyes widened. She shot up in bed. “Grandpa…” she whispered. Tears flooded her eyes as she threw herself into his arms. “I’m sorry, Grandpa. Will you ever forgive me for what I did?” Mr. Trump, a retired psychologist and once CEO of Andy Corp, smiled and embraced her with steady hands. “You were in love. That’s the only way I can explain how a smart, beautiful girl like you gave up her legacy for a man like that.”

“And you. Meeting him without telling me?” “I do not need your permission,” I said calmly. “He is my son and he is safe with me.” “That’s not the point,” he snapped. “You don’t make those decisions anymore. He’s my son.” I stood up slowly. “He’s still my son too. That hasn’t changed.” Sebastian’s jaw tensed. “You walked out. You left this family.” “I left a marriage,” I said. “Not my son.” He scoffed. “And now what? You want to play happy family with Logan and Lily while pretending none of this happened?”

Synopsis Katherine McQueen's world shattered when her father borrowed from Massimo Hollingsworth, a ruthless New York billionaire who commands the fearsome Hollingsworth dynasty. When Massimo arrived to collect his due, a tragic accident left him in a coma. Desperate and cornered, Katherine was forced into a marriage she never wanted. His powerful relatives plotted his death, certain he wouldn’t survive, eager to erase her as well by throwing her out once she becomes a widow. But Massimo did survive. When he awakened, the ice in his gaze was nothing compared to the fury in his heart. He recognized Katherine as the daughter of the man who orchestrated his accident. Hatred

He became the star of the entire school. Judy bragged endlessly that her son was a genius. Our parents couldn't hide their pride either. Even Ronald—already cheating on my sister by then—sang his praises. "He's my son, alright. He's basically a genius." His marriage to my sister was already an empty shell, held together only by this "genius" child. My foolish sister had no idea that the husband she treasured so dearly already had an illegitimate son with another woman.

“I have to go pick up my son.” She gasped, her eyes going wide. “You… you have a son?” I smirked at her reaction. Of course she didn’t know. No one did. Not really. Harper was the only one I trusted. Even my father, who I occasionally called, never knew. I couldn’t risk him telling Vivian. “Yes,” I said simply, pulling open the door. “And when I get back, you’d better be gone. I’ll contact you if I decide anything.”

' "Haha, I heard Grayson the genius took his research. Serves him right.' 'I'll pay ten bucks for it. My dog could use some new bedding. Maybe it'll turn him into a genius too.' I lunged for the phone, and Grayson kicked me in the chest. "See?" He sneered. "Everyone knows I'm a genius. Your dad was just a stepping stone." He turned to Maris with a smirk. "Maris, didn't you always say this kid looked decent? Let's make it more entertaining today. Watch how low he'll sink for his father." Grayson gave the other rich kids a look. "Tie him up. Take him to the hospital. Make him confess, in front of his father, that his dad is a fraud and stole all his work. The son should know best what his fath

He knew exactly what he was doing. And then he did worse. “And now,” Jason said, cutting through the noise, “I have other news.” His gaze swept across the room before settling on me like a sharpened blade. “Clara and I parted ways months ago. The truth is—our marriage ended the day I realized my future didn’t lie with failure, but with brilliance. With Sasha.” The ballroom erupted into whispers: > “Divorce?” “When? How?” “Five years, just gone like that?”

It didn't take long before his already poorly managed company was crushed under the pressure and driven into bankruptcy. "You unfilial son! Are you trying to kill your own father?" he shouted over the phone, furious. "We severed our father-son relationship long ago," I replied coldly. "If you hadn't gone out of your way to cause trouble for me, I wouldn't even care whether you lived or died. "Oh—and here's some more interesting news for you. "The son your second mistress gave birth to? He's not yours. "And the third one is still entangled with her ex-husband. They met in secret just the night before last.

Richard: "Soon. I promise. Just let me get through this anniversary first. I need to keep Evelyn happy until the Henderson project closes. Her father's connections are the only reason we are even in the running." The iPad slipped from my hands and hit the floor. My father. Vincent Henderson. The man who gave Richard his first major investor. The man who believed Richard would take care of his little girl. Richard married me for my father's money and connections. And now he was having a baby with someone else. The front door opened downstairs. "Evelyn! I got the wine! Where are you?" I picked up the iPad with numb fingers, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would break through my ribs.