Novel & Cerita My Billionaire Ex Husband Chase Me Back

What is it with her excitement, if I didn't know about her relationship, I would have believed she has a crush on him. "Nadia, why are you so excited about him huh?" "Are you kidding? That is Greg Huston, everyone has a crush on him, including me, no offense to my boyfriend." She rasped. "And who is Greg Huston?" I was resisting the urge to smack her hard on the head so she could snap back to Life. "He is the cutest boy in my school, and the richest too. His Dad is in the NBA and his mom, an actress, so he's quite popular too."

"He wasn't?" Mr. Rodriguez's eyes dropped, his voice cracking. "No. He wasn't. He played me again. Used me to get what he wanted. He was working with a Rival. Giving out all my business secret to him. Tainting the Company with huge Scandals." Vanessa's expression softened. "Dad, I'm sorry." Mr. Rodriguez's gaze snapped back to hers, his eyes blazing "And then his wife got sick. He came to me begging for money to save her."

So what exactly could have made him come back to a wife he had abused and disregarded for so long? Taking a deep breath, she logged into the company's website and went through all the data they had on Noah Grant. It turned out that right up until he purchased Rock Enterprise, Noah had basically been making multiple major investment moves. Before he returned to the city, he had already bought up a couple of other minor corporations which he had added to his own, and had even gone on meetings with the leaders of several others.

“Mmm... Alex, slow down...” Ella let out a low moan, her legs wrapped tightly around Alexander’s waist. The rhythmic intensity of his thrusts sent tremors through her entire body. Ella looked up at him, mesmerized. Alexander’s deep-set eyes and sharp features gave him a cold, noble air, but his usually distant gaze was now clouded with raw desire. He was the current CEO of Blackwood Group, the most handsome and powerful man in all of New York. Ella had loved him for eight years. Just being looked at by him like this made her soul tremble.

“It's been two days of you lying here, he was bound to find out what happened.” “But still, you know how the media twists things… they’ll blow it out of proportion and we’ll end up in a mix.” I added. Adrian didn’t answer me immediately. Instead, he simply held out his phone. “You should see for yourself,” he said. I hesitated for a second before taking it from him, my eyes scanning the screen. And then I saw it. The headline was even worse than I expected. Billionaire Feud Reignites: Ex-Boyfriend Press Charges Against Wife's Current Husband—Is This a Power Move or a Warning?

Was he saying all these things because he knew I would hear them? “You mentioned those you neglected in the past. Are you referring to your ex-wife, Gianna Windsor? I was intrigued. I didn’t expect to hear my name during this conference. Brandon, on the other hand, paused. I was expecting him not to answer, but he shocked me by answering. “That’s a personal matter. But I think anyone who’s been in love knows when they’ve lost something they shouldn’t have let go of. I’m just trying to make sure I don’t fail twice.”

“And where else would you have gotten your ego stroked like this? Oh, right—your husband.” I raise an eyebrow. “Here we go.” “I mean, seriously… how is Harry these days?” he continues, feigning interest. “Threatened by his wife’s success, he couldn’t come to show you support?” I put my glass down slowly and tilt my head, annoyed. “You do know he's the CFO of House of Valemont, right? That, without him, this whole empire would have crashed and burned before my third runway show?” “Oh, forgive me,” Chase mocks with a gasp. “I didn’t realize you upgraded him.”

If I say stand here to someone, he would stand but look at me now, I was slowly striding behind my ex-wife like a beggar. I knew I’d caused it. I shouldn't have cheated, if I hadn't, then I won't be facing this but still if I had not, then I won't know this secret side of my ex-wife, that she's a billionaire and that she owns the mansion we used to live in. She turned to me, her brows lowered. “Why are you stopping? Didn't you ask me to rescue you from Matteo’s hands at all cost?” She grinned, a witty and cheeky one. I lulled down a deep breath, looking away. I refused to answer.

"I'm Richard Hilary. The board appointed me as acting CEO until…" "Until what?" I demanded. "Until you declare my husband dead so you can steal his company?" "That's not…" Richard started. "Ethan is not dead," I said, stepping closer. "Do you understand me? He's not dead. He's out there somewhere, and we're going to find him. And when we do, he's going to come back here and reclaim what's his." Richard held up his hands defensively. "Mrs. Walker, I understand you're upset…"

"Billionaire CEO's Secret Quadruplets: The Wife He Threw Away Built an Empire and Had His Children." That was the first headline. The gentlest one. By noon, there were forty-seven variations. The story itself: powerful man discards wife at anniversary gala, introduces secretary's daughter as his heir, signs divorce papers before the champagne goes flat. The wife disappears. Rebuilds. Becomes CEO of a rival company that threatens his market share. And the entire time, she was raising four children he never knew existed. Quadruplets. The public didn't need to decide who the villain was. The story came pre-assembled.