Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger Novels & Stories

I thought she has said enough but hell no, she still spat out more and this time I feel a bit enraged as she lean closer to be and whisper those words “I know the reason a little girl like you who was supposed to be in school agreed to get married into a wealthy family. You are nothing but a gold-digger and gold-diggers don't last long so be ready for the day you will be thrown out from this house, the way you were brought in."

Fuck, this was shitty. “Jessy, I can explain…” But Jessica didn't let her finish. “And there is a news article spreading shit about you, very shitty things. That you are a gold digger and had seduced the famous billionaire to marry you.” “What?” “Check the fucking news girl. Are you really married to him?” Marley hesitated. "Marley... please tell me this isn't what I think it is.” “I can explain…” “Fuck. You are not denying it so it's true.”

Amanda was also present. “No way in hell! I forbid it!” Blair thundered, startling the other three. “Excuse me?” Derek said in surprise. “You’re not getting married to a gold digger who is only after you and your father’s hard-earned wealth. Even though he did Amanda and me dirty in his will, I will still not see his money handed over on a platter of gold to the first hungry bitch you come across.” Blair replied to him. “First of all, don’t talk about Ava like that. The last thing she is is a gold digger. She's a nice and selfless person. Secondly, who is going to stop me from getting married to her? You?”

“At least I am in one … whether fragile or not, I am in one and I don’t have to fake like I have a perfect marriage unlike you whose husband feels like killing you if he set his eyes on you… he never loved you, you forced yourself on him and now you are a fugitive … a thief and a criminal and above all you are betrayal a gold digger. “ Sadiqah said. “Mine saw me, and ask for my hand in marriage willingly, he do all he want to do for me willingly ... You are such an idiot, to think I am scared of you, the money I keep sending are just being sent out of my own good will because I want to give you a second chance ... But you are just like you will always be, a gold digger, a liar, two timer and

"Though I shouldn’t be surprised. The only things you bring to the table are Daddy’s money and that third-rate nose job of yours." One of her minions gasped. The other dropped her clutch. Victoria’s fingers tightened around her Birkin like she wanted to swing it at my head. "You gold-digging little piece of…" "Ah! There it is!" I grinned. "The gold-digger accusation classic. I was wondering how long it’d take you." I stepped closer, close enough to smell the Chanel No. 5 soured by her rage. "Tell me, does it keep you up at night? Knowing he married a bankrupt artist instead of a spoiled, desperate and pampered daddy's girl like you ?"

It was like she had no idea what I was talking about. Suddenly, it all made sense. She had been trying to make me get her pregnant. I felt so used, and I was furious. But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel a little amused by the absurdity of the situation. Here I was, completely enraged, and yet a part of me was finding the whole thing rather silly. "You're a gold digger," my voice was getting louder. "You're after my money." I mean, what kind of person tries to seduce their sister's husband? It was ridiculous. I was so furious.

"I'm calling Richard right now." "Damien, wait." I grabbed his arm. "Even if it was him, confronting him won't fix this. The story's out. We need to deal with that first." He looked at me, rage and helplessness warring in his expression. "They're calling you a gold-digger. They're saying our entire marriage is a lie." "Half of it is true, though. We did marry for practical reasons. There is a contract." I forced myself to stay calm even though I was screaming inside. "We can't deny facts. We can only control the surrounding narrative."

I’m going nowhere. Maria doesn’t understand she’s not leaving. She’s my perfect lover. I’ve never met a woman like her. Her drawbacks are she’s a gold digger and has no pedigree. If it were different I’d have married her the first time I had her. But after the scandal I need a wife with a pedigree to satisfy my family. What I want doesn’t matter.

“Do you even realize what that means? That means you and I are bound to this ridiculous marriage contract. For a year. Do you understand how absurd this is?” I turned my head to meet his glare. My stomach knotted at the sight of him so furious, but I forced myself to keep my chin high. “I didn’t ask you to like it,” I shot back. “I don’t want you either. I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing this for the inheritance.” He blinked, his face twisting like I had just spat on him. His voice dropped lower, dripping with disgust. “So that’s it. You’re truly just another gold digger.”

While others tried to sympathize with me, others just flat out called me a gold digger. Of all the things they could have called me, they called me a gold digger, said that I was only after his marriage, others even went as far as saying that I cheated on him and that he caught me, they say that is the reason things are not going well between us. I know the truth, I know what happened so it doesn't really bother me that much. Now this right here, I was not mentally prepared for any of this. I know that I am the one who wants a divorce, that I want full custody and that I want to carry on with my life but seeing him here with that lawyer hurts to the core.