My Billionaire Husband Doesn't Remember Me Novels & Stories

His eyes glared at me with rage, his hands balled into a fist. "I've you suddenly have memory loss Jason. That bakery is mine, so tell me why I shouldn't go to my own bakery." "It seems you must have forgotten that you are my wife, juliet. I am one of the most respectable men in this country, it's already enough that you are ugly and fat.. repulsive to the eyes, but what I won't take from you... Is making me look bad Infront of the world, that I billionaire and among the richest men in America, is allowing my wife to work. When she could just easily seat at home and relax."

But now, seeing the woman's defeat and painful look, made him want to have her all the more. "Wait, I don't believe you. Are you- wait, t-the Shawn Richmond? CEO of…" "Yes," Oh goodness! This man, her husband? How insane? This is impossible. It was just a single, straightforward reply, but it had a massive impact. How could she be this stupid? The man was nothing but a cold-hearted billionaire playboy, rich and demanding and evil and so sexy and.... hot! damn it! "Oh my God..."

There was no other way; otherwise, I would be in deep shit. "It doesn’t matter," I said, remembering her husband and also remembering that I hated the man. I mean, what was he? Yes, he was a billionaire, making him richer than I was. Maybe he was taller than me, but was that it? I smirked, noting properly that I had given him my sloppy seconds. Sloppy seconds he seemed to be quite enamored by.

We slept together on a daily basis but little did I know he was the son of a billionaire. I was abandoned at the pulpit on my wedding day because he decided not to show up. It was at my wedding I knew that my husband to be was an heir to a company . . crazy huh?. I looked at the clock that was hung on the wall and that was when I realized that I was already running late for work . “Fuck!” I stood up And made my way to the bathroom immediately

“No—no, I mean it! You don’t get to hush me. You married into the damn Archer family! Do you even realize how insane that is?” “I realize it more than you think.” She paused on the other end. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Diana…” I trailed off, leaning back against the headboard. “You wouldn’t understand.” “Try me,” she said with a playful tone. “Because from where I’m standing, you hit the jackpot. Gorgeous billionaire husband, insane mansion, no bills to pay—girl, are you even real anymore?” I laughed, but there was no joy in it. “You think this is some kind of fantasy, don’t you?”

It was quite hard to believe that a young lady like her wasn't married. "Yeah to a billionaire, he's a good man and I love him so much, but I guess it's not working well with us. I had lost my memories at a time, but his memories always got stuck in my mind"She sighed as we both sat on the hill, I exhaled a deep breaths, easing myself off the stress of a long walk.

“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 “.

"I had no idea you came from a wealthy background. Why did you hide it from me?" Scarlet's smile faltered for a moment, and she looked away, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. "I didn't hide it, Lucas," she said, her voice soft. "I just didn't see the need to broadcast it. I wanted to stay low-key, to be down to earth. I didn't want people to treat me differently because of my family's wealth." Lucas's eyes widened in surprise. "But why didn't you tell me?" he asked, his voice filled with wonder. "I was your husband, Scarlet. I thought we shared everything with each other."

“That’s what’s going on. It’s the first step in getting away from lying scum like you.” “Ava, please, baby, let’s talk. Let me explain everything to you.” Ava chuckled humorlessly. It was funny how she had been probing him all this while, trying to know what he was hiding, and yet her mind could never have grasped this particular secret. She would never have guessed, even with a gun to her head: That her forced husband is a billionaire.

However, Matthew turned to look at me again and said seriously, "You're also the billionaire's wife." I nodded silently. Right now I was a billionaire's wife, but soon I wouldn't be his wife. Of course I couldn’t compare myself to your mother. I also couldn't learn how to spend money for Mrs. Brown, her husband's money was hers but Matthew's money was not mine. If I spent a lot of money, so much that it runned out of money that Matthew promised me after our divorce, wouldn't I have to go away empty-handed? No, I couldn't let that happen. My clothes and jewelry were all bought by Matthew and I would never spend money on them because a single item was worth my salary a month, a year, or even a