Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger Novels & Stories

As for the others, whom he used and then dumped, they still fawned over him. Now that they knew the truth, I wondered if they were disgusted. I picked up my phone and smushed it hard against Jack's face. "You said you'd help me ‘test out’ gold diggers, and this is how you do it?" I turned to Cyndi with a half-smile on my face. "Congratulations on becoming the 21st gold digger he detected for me." With that, my family and I turned and left without hesitation. As expected, Jack would not let it go, stumbling toward me and trying to grab my arm. "Shane, don't do this. Aren't we best friends? Let me explain..."

Logan walked closer to her, with a sneer, he said, “I don’t know what man you have decided to sink your clutches into the same way you did me, but I'll find out and make sure I let him see you for the gold digger that you are.” Marybeth chuckled, “Am I a gold digger, Logan? I mean, it hardly spent much of your money when we were married, and when we divorced, I didn't take any of your money,” She shot Christa a side look, “Between me and your new fiancée, you might have to rediscover who a gold digger is.” Christa gasped in shock, “Hey, I love Logan, and he loves me. Don't be bitter because he found someone who truly appreciates him for the wonderful man that he is.”

WIFE ACCUSED OF BEING A GOLDDIGGER. I blinked, trying to process what I was seeing. It couldn’t be real. But it was. Below the headline was a photo of Anne and me, walking out of the courthouse on the day we signed the marriage papers. The article went into explicit detail about our contract, how it was a marriage of convenience. The tabloids painted Anne as a manipulative gold digger who had used the situation to her advantage. I could feel the blood draining from my face. My worst fear had come true. Someone had leaked the details of our arrangement. And not just anyone—this had Sinclair’s fingerprints all over it.

But because he was adept at manipulation, he was quick to gather himself and grinned maliciously at me. “What can I say? You have always been a smart and cunning girl, Briana. Imagine getting yourself another wealthy husband to take care of you.” Matt Bryant followed it with a sarcastic laugh, drawing the crowd’s interest in us. It is not hard for anyone within earshot to get what Matt Bryant was suggesting. I was a gold-digger who had taken a new wealthy conquest after my divorce. I could feel my temper flare. Who wouldn't be angry when you were being insulted in your face?

She met my gaze, speechless for a moment, before finally uttering, "I am me." "This will have consequences," I warned. "How could you expose our fake marriage to the media? You stole me from your best friend!" A harsh laugh escaped my lips. "And then admitted to being a gold digger? How low can you go?" "You still don't believe me, do you?" she said. "I told you, it wasn't me!" "Are you trying to shift the blame for your mistakes?" I countered. "If it were me, I'd remember talking to the media!" she snapped back with surprising force.

“So you are kinda using me to enjoy yourself?” “Yes, exactly because what are friends for?” Mariam shamelessly responded, “My friend got herself a rich husband so there is no harm in me tagging along and living my best life while at it. You did it for us girlie so enjoy it while you can,” “Stop talking like a gold digger,” Mariam knew by now that she’s already gotten Arialla good so she used her hold on Ariella’s forearm to direct her into the restaurant. “I’m a gold digger. I’m not ashamed to show it to the world. If it means that I gotta eat in a place like this then so be it.”

Crystal I stared down at the ring on my finger and took a deep breath. My lips were sore from biting them continuously. This is it. I have to do this. Marrying into a wealthy family was my only option. Call me a gold digger if you want, but you wouldn’t understand even if I tried to explain. Marrying a man with money is my only way out—my family's only way out. When I was a little girl, I dreamed of the perfect wedding with the man of my dreams. I never thought I would end up like this—marrying a man for his money. It's something I’ve always been against, yet here I am, doing exactly that.

“You have got to be kidding. What are the chances you would be here to overhear my prattle? I’m so sorry dear. How are things really going for you?” “Other than my position’s at stake. My son’s fallen in love with this man. He chose a deceitful woman over me. The man refuses to accept blame and expects me to move on. Because he didn’t check his facts. Oh, I almost forgot. He’ll do anything to worm his way into my life and his latest idea is to marry me. So, I get to deal with his crazy ex-wife and delusional mother for the rest of my life. Add in a possible kidnapping, and death threats. No one within his social circle likes me because they are too busy sucking up to his ex-wife to gain favo

“This is invasive and illegal, I’ll have my team handle it.” But she could barely hear him. Her vision blurred around the edges as she scrolled further. Comments. Thousands of them. Some sympathetic, but most cruel. She married him for money obviously, Of course she’s a single mother, Women like her always trap rich men. Poor Damian, stuck with another man’s child. Is the kid even sick or is it all an act? Gold digger. She looks like she’s enjoying the attention. Who goes to a public hospital if their husband is rich? Liar.

“Get that money! Why? Isn’t it enough? You’re such a gold digger, do you know that? Did you just put something on my son’s food to make her marry you? A lowlife like you is nothing compared to my son! “She gritted her teeth. I don’t want to cause any trouble, that’s why I don’t want to speak back as soon as possible. I don’t care if she hated me being her son’s wife! Our marriage was fake. That’s why even if she makes any scene here, it’s useless because his son and I were pretending! But the way she insulted me and called me a gold digger. I won’t accept those things. I’d rather be a beggar than get someone’s money by seducing them! Even though I wanted to tell her that our marriage was jus