Millionaire Divorce Manga Novels & Stories

THE END. I have released a new story titled "After Divorce, I Accidentally Married a Ruthless Billionaire." Please let me know your thoughts on it.

Mila mumbled in bitterness, "I divorced Nathan as 'Suzanne.' Since we're no longer wife and husband, I don't have a place to live now." Phoebe blinked, looking at her calmly. "Well, you can buy a house for yourself since you're pretty rich." Mila sighed, "This is Norvania, not Sunterland." Phoebe slapped herself on the head and chuckled, "Gosh, I'm being silly. Your assets are in Sunterland. "As Suzanne York, you'll definitely attract unwanted attention from the authorities if you transfer that vast wealth to Norvania." Mila pressed her lips wryly. After a pause, she confessed, "Actually, I am in 600 thousand dollars worth of debt."

“The company is dealing with a crisis.” I stared at him. “So you decided to divorce me?” “It’s not that simple.” “It looks simple,” I replied. “You already wrote the ending.” He finally met my eyes. His expression was flat. Controlled. The same look he wore in boardrooms when negotiations were done. “I can’t afford complications,” he said. The word hit harder than I expected. “Complications,” I repeated. “Is that what I am now?” “Elara, you’re taking this personally.”

“You are pregnant.” “Stop.” “When” “This conversation is over.” He took a step closer, lowering his voice. “Is it mine” The question struck like a physical blow. My breath caught, my heart slamming painfully against my ribs. For a brief moment, everything was written plainly on his face. Hope. Fear. Regret. “That is not a question you get to ask,” I said, my voice trembling despite my effort. “I never finalized the divorce,” he said suddenly. I froze. “What”

I said, leaning back, "what is he exactly? I mean, yeah, businessman, whatever but I've never seen him with a security team. He just walks around like he's untouchable. What if I had stuffed a pillow over his face in his sleep?" Sierra let out a loud laugh. "Maybe he's some undercover something. Though, rumor has it his granddad was mafia." I snorted. "So technically, he could be mafia-adjacent?" "More like mafia-distant-cousin," she mused. My phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen. New Bank Deposit: $4,000,000 I gasped There was also a note: "There. Don't ever bother me again, you bouncing rodent!"

he laughed. Sofia and I both laughed. I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh and Sofia squeezed. I took that as my cue to shut up and let her handle this part. Miranda was a four time divorcee who had amassed over $100 million dollars just by being a fine piece of ass that knew how to get the right husband and a very favorable prenup.

I drew back, "Isn't this what you've always wanted me to give you?" He shook his head, "I don't need this million and I know you know it. It was obviously just an obstacle to stop you from divorcing me, I didn't know you would get the money so soon. Now that we are divorced, I naturally can't take it anymore. I'm a billionaire, asking you for a break-up f*e is even embarrassing."

My hands trembled as I shakily viewed the pictures one after the other. My heart rammed in my chest as each picture looked clearer than the previous one. I could swear my vision almost went blurry for a split second staring down at the screen. I zoomed in on the man's face, refusing to believe that the man who looked delirious as he mouthed the woman's boobs was my man. There were over a hundred different angles of him having sex with with this woman, and Aiden's face was AS CLEAR AS DAY!

It dawned on her that his heart belonged to another woman and there was absolutely nothing that could change that. “I owe you no explanation,” Dennis replied with a tightened expression. “You just have to leave. Hold on, do I need to remind you that our union was never based on our mutual love for each other? I don’t love you. You should know better and stop all the drama.” “Alright, I understand.” Nita sighed. However, she maintained an indifferent outward look. She did not want to look defeated before him. Dennis scanned from her toes to her head, “I know you have nothing to fall back to. I’ll make a cash transfer of one million dollars. That should be enough for you to gather the pieces o