My Billionaire Ex Husband Chase Me Back นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I said even though I was completely starving and in that moment my stomach growled, Parrish smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. “I know a place, has the best steak – ” “Steak?” I threw him a questioning look. “What’s the matter?” he threw back at me. “You don’t think eating a steak right now is a bit too extravagant?” I shot at him. “I’m a billionaire now Jessica, I can do whatever I want.” I rolled my eyes for the umpteenth time and even a couple more times after that even while we were seated at this fancy restaurant with a golden chandelier in the middle, and our table draped with expensive linen sheets and the waiters walked around with an ipad as the menu.

He answers my question and I quickly push his hand away, freeing my chin from his burning hold. “What gold-digging work of art?” “Striking a deal with my father so you can become my wife and take up the fancy title of Mrs. Wesley. Using my family’s money and influence to save your father’s company from going bankrupt. Ring any bells?” There are a million things I want to scream at him to debunk or clarify his misconception of what truly happened in the past, but I cannot find my words. He’s wrong. That’s not what happened. He takes another step closer and our bodies almost melt into each other’s. The heat of his angry breath is burning every inch of my face and his angry eyes are staring hol

They both took a seat and Alessa sat next to Damien while Aria sat next to Aiden. “Is this what you do now? You host dumb parties and dress up fancy?” Damien asked as he looked at her. The kids couldn't hear their conversation. Alessa didn't look at him as she gave a response. She poured herself a drink. “No, this is the first time and I had no idea until it was too late to turn it down,” she replied as she brought the glass closer to her lips. “Really? If you don't know you are all over the news. Have you read the headlines? The billionaire’s ex-wife returns as a billionaire and with twins. She invested in… “

“What are you doing here Amal?” “It’s no longer mom? How rude have you become?” “Very rude, and you lost the privilege of being called mom.” “Fair enough.” “What do you want?” “Well, knowing who you are and after seeing the news about your husband’s real identity, I had to come to stop you from making the wrong move.” “What are you talking about?” “Ashley, Duke, your husband is the richest and most powerful in the whole fucking world. And now, because he didn’t tell you, you feel betrayed.”

"I am the one who decides who is replaceable. And today, I have replaced you with myself.” The broadcast cut to the Hamilton logo. The stock market opened, and the ticker at the bottom of the screen showed the Hamilton Global line shooting upward like a rocket. Ryan slumped against the barricade. A reporter shoved a microphone into his face. "Mr. Voss! Are you really her husband? Did you know she was a billionaire? How does it feel to be the man who lost the Iron Queen?" Ryan didn't answer. He couldn't. He watched as a black SUV pulled up to the curb. Silas Vance stepped out. He didn't look at the press. He walked straight to Ryan and handed him a small, plastic bag.

My wide eyes lower to my legs, to find blood on them. Ethan follows my line of sight and his frown deepens. With a sense of shame and melancholy washing over me, I stagger ahead to rush to the bathroom. “ Get out of the penthouse, Ethan. Don’t try to complicate things. You need a divorce to marry the love of your life. I will give it to you. In return, give back my grandma’s shares that I gifted to you. It’s only fair we return everything we took from each other. ”

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

“Yeah thanks thats money talking “, I said. “You married Charlie Hearth? Like everyone knows he is a sad billionaire, he doesn’t show his face at all, because he is sad and thats who you married? Because of money? But you’re not poor Alice, you’re doing real good for yourself, like why would you do that to yourself?”. “I just got retired by my “sad billionaire husband “ he asked me not to go to work anymore unless it’s by invitation, and Im getting an extra 2 million to do that, I don’t care what you think “.

The volume was muted, but the bold headline running across the bottom of the news channel made my stomach churn. “Billionaire CEO, Grayson Grant Spotted with Vanessa Harlow at Monarch Hotel.” For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.

"He didn't even stop her from reading it. He just stood there. I couldn't stay. I couldn't sit there and wait for him to figure out how much money it would take to buy me out so he could get back with her. He’s a billionaire. He’s a businessman. I was just a transactional deal to get a child, and now his original wife is back." Chloe let out a long breath, sitting up straight on the edge of the sofa. She reached out and grabbed both of my wrists, pulling my hands away from my face so I had to look right into her eyes. "Are you out of your mind?" Chloe said, her voice dropping into a firm, grounding tone. "Listen to yourself right now." I blinked through the blur, my lower lip shaking. "Chloe