My Billionaire Ex Wants Me Back Novels & Stories

"No Adams, I don't believe any of what you're saying to me right now, and even if she's returned with a baby, how sure are you that the child is yours, do not forget that Alicia has been away for many years now, it's so obvious that she must have moved on with her life because I see no reason why she wouldn't do that, so that child you think belongs to you, or rather, you claim belongs to you isn't yours Adams." Adams shook his head sadly. "I don't care what you think or say mother, Alicia is back and I'm not giving up on her this time, I'm not going to listen to whatever nonsense you have to say like the first time because all I want is my ex wife back and I'm going to do everything it take

She sighs and thinks, “Since when did I become a celebrity? These people seem to have nothing to do but gossip about other people.” The second top searched news was also about her and the Franks. The first news is written, “Alexia Rivas, a Divorcee is the Fiancée of the Richest and Youngest Billionaire in the country.” And the second one being, “Alexia Rivas, seen with the Billionaire Fiancé in front of Excellence Entertainment Center.” They arrive in front of the jewelry company and he is about to alight the car when she holds his hand and asks,

He automatically stopped after he was announced as the youngest billionaire in the whole of Broken Hill. Did that make any sense? I guess not, so this was what happened. On a certain day, my ex-boyfriend returned from work and complained about a fall in his income. According to him, the company was losing it financially and he had to stop giving me the supposed weekly peanuts for my upkeep else he would go bankrupt. Of course, he lied! A billionaire had all he wanted and I perceived he was going to kick me out of his life. Oh, I know he wouldn't say this part of the story but have emphasized how wicked Nicole had been to have run away with half of his wealth.

“You've overstayed your welcome.” “You have to listen to me, Alora.” I rolled my eyes in frustration. “You have no idea what I've planned for us. I could make us great again. All you have to do is come back to me, and sign your share of your assets into my name. That's really all there is to it.” “Over my dead body would I do that.” I hissed and he paled. “I would rather burn all of the riches I have into the fucking ground than give you another chance.”

Fueled by a surge of indignation, I engage in a heated argument with her, unwilling to tolerate her blatant disregard for decency. To my disbelief, she shrugs and tells us that this is none of her concern. “I came here to buy something and I’m leaving with what I’ve purchased. One billion dollars isn’t peanuts, you know?” Yes, it's clear as day! She's shamelessly flaunting her newfound riches, which undoubtedly stem from her connections with a long line of wealthy paramours. It wouldn't surprise me if she's elevated herself to the status of an elite escort, trading in her charms for extravagant gifts and lavish lifestyles.

He deserved to know. The line rang once. Twice. On the third ring, it went straight to voicemail. “The caller you’re trying to reach—” She ended the call before the message finished, letting out a hollow, almost bitter laugh. Of course. It went to voicemail. That was typical of Evander. Because unlike the love she had carried for him for years, Evander Hale—the tech billionaire that she had been married to for five years—had never loved her. If anything, he loathed her.

‘Anyway, that’s why I have bad news for you, son. ‘What is it?’ He relayed, with dramatic emphasis, the conversation he had overheard. He repeated her declarations verbatim: ‘never date a billionaire,’ ‘not worth the trouble,’ ‘attracts their fair share of obsessed fans and stalkers.’ He concluded with her stated preference for a ‘peaceful life with a normal man… a nice, simple, un-powerful man.’ I fell silent. The irony was a sharp, cold blade. Here I was, meticulously engineering Cary’s permanent exile from her life, and I had already been disqualified on principle.

"Mr. Blackwood." "Mr. Bennett." "A pleasure to finally meet you in person." "I doubt that." His smile faltered for half a second before he recovered it. "Skip the pleasantries. What do you want?" He sat without being invited to, crossing one leg over the other with way too much comfort "I was hoping you'd reconsider the proposal I sent. A partnership between my company and Blackwood Groups would make waves for both of us. The publicity alone would be significant. And who doesn't want more revenue on the table?"

If only he could guess what. A news came to his mind and he took out his phone as he walked out of the elevator. He could remember the breaking news he came across online a few days ago and it was still trending. [Jacob Sylvan comes in contact with his ex wife, Blaire Quincy, who is now a billionaire and CEO of Gemma's Collection] The headline read. He immediately clicked on the news story. That was when he realized that the Blaire Ella had mentioned was truly his ex wife. He couldn't help but to wonder why Jacob had gone to see her, did he perhaps want them to get back together now that he knew she owned a fortune?

He called again, but softly this time. “It's Harper.” She said and he gulped. He ran his eyes on her body again and let out a chuckle. “It's you. It's really you. How have you been?” He asked nervously. “If you want to have a conversation with me, you have to make an appointment. Have a nice day, Mr. Blackwell.” She said and walked away before he could say anything else. Xavier remained on a spot as he watched her walk away. His ex-wife has returned and she returned as a billionaire. Five years ago she was nothing, she really had nothing. How is this possible? What happened within five years?