My Billionaire Husband Wants An Open Marriage นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Their company was the largest, the richest in the city and Max's father secretly ran a dangerous Mafia group. "You really wouldn't want to mess with the wife of Max Norman, would you?" She turned, pointing at the men who left me as soon as they heard the word. The shock and surprise on their faces was evident. Wait. Didn't they know I was married to Max? I mean it was literally advertised on every Media the day we had our wedding. "Good. Now I would need you all to get out right this moment!" She snapped and as if waiting for the words to roll off her lips, they left, brushing past Mary like she no longer mattered.

"So, I looked up Margret McNeary, and did you know she was married now? Yeah found that out when her husband opened the door, She's Margret Meyer now. It took me a minute but I found Sandy Durant, She was willing but wanted double the amount I was willing to sign and wanted more when we divorced, She also wanted a baby, to ensure payment." "What?!" Nick and Mark screeched simultaneously as Mark rose to his feet. "I sincerely hope you rejected her proposal?" Mark bellowed as he stared down his cousin sitting nonchalantly in his chair. "My god man, are you trying to lose everything? And to that beast of all people, don't you remember what she was trying to do to Ryan before he got with Abigale

He added in a yell and I was taken aback. I was shocked even though I shouldn’t be. I’ve always known that he wanted Lexi but I never expected him to admit it to me and as if that wasn’t enough, he said it so proudly like he has forgotten that the woman in question is my wife. “Are you out of your fucking mind?!” I yelled in return, “Lexi is my fucking wife...” “ON PAPER!” Andrei shot back at me before I could even finish my sentence, “She’s only your wife on paper, Ivan. No one in the world even knows you both are married.” He finished.

"Yesterday, we had this doctors lecture in Montreal, so him and I sat together during the whole thing and Cathy, what the man told me about his wife was jarring." Scowling, I muttered. "Like what?" "He said something about how he regrets ever meeting her and that he wished he met me sooner. The jerk also said he's getting a divorce soon and it's not even been up to a year since he got married. He's such a chronic womanizer." Rita spilled, and I shook my head. "I wonder why he keeps getting married," I mumbled. "The man needs help. Anyway, how is Jared doing? Did he s-" I swallowed the rest of my statement as someone knocked on the door.

The screen switched to the front yard of a hospital that was familiar to Edgar—a hospital with an eastern style and in front of many trees that were falling. "Is it true that you are married to a man?" a reporter asked. Elissa nodded. "I am proud to admit that I am the wife of Edgar Zealand," she said. "How rich is he to be able to marry a billionaire and successful businesswoman like you?" the reporter asked again. "Does this world always revolve around material things?" replied Elissa gracefully. She had thought carefully about how to answer the reporter's question without bringing down her husband's dignity. "What about your husband's family? Is he from a respectable family?" the reporter

Anna froze, the single word slipping out before she even realized she’d spoken. “What?” Jake stood in front of her, arms crossed, expression flat and emotionless—as if he hadn’t just shattered six years of marriage with one sentence. “You heard me well,” he repeated, voice cool and steady. “I want an open marriage.” A shaky, unsure laugh escaped her lips. “You can’t be serious, Jake.” But he didn’t blink and he didn’t smile. “I’m dead serious.”

He hissed. "I do have my things going. I am not the eldest son..." he didn't give many details. He was really a billionaire.. I didn't know if I should cry or laugh that I was married to a billionaire. It just made it obvious how screwed I was. I had threatened a billionaire to marry me. He was more powerful than I thought.

IS AVA HAYES THE WOMAN BEHIND NEW YORK'S MOST SHOCKING MARRIAGE BREAKDOWN? I threw my phone onto the sofa. “Ridiculous.” Alexander looked up from the documents he'd been reading. “You're smiling.” “Because it's absurd.” He set the papers aside. “How bad?” “Bad enough that apparently I destroyed your marriage.” He leaned back. “You didn't.” “I know.” He studied me for a moment. Then he reached for my hand. “This doesn't change anything.” I looked at him. “It changes the board.” “Yes.” “And possibly my ownership.”

"I can't keep doing this. I can't keep walking into family dinners with nothing to show. I can't keep watching my father shake his head like I'm a disappointment. I need kids. I need an heir. And if you can't give me that..." He stopped. Took a breath. Looked at me like he was seeing me for the first time in years. "So I'm done waiting," he said. "I want an open marriage." The words didn't make sense at first. They just hung there. "Open... marriage?" I repeated slowly. "Yeah." He nodded like it was the most logical thing in the world. "I sleep with other women. You sleep with whoever you want. No questions. No jealousy. We stay married. We keep the house, the money, the life. But I get to h

First, I married Aaron Knight, the richest billionaire in the world, my'so-called,' husband, who doesn't even look at me once, he despises me that much. I despise him because he pushed me to marry him, which is why I despise him so much. "But Amy, I'm not hungry; I just need to sleep," I said her as my sight wandered across the living room to a huge, expensive-looking couch. To be honest, I don't have much of an appetite after this marriage. "No, no, sweetie, at the very least eat a bit. You'll enjoy my cuisine, I'm sure "She persisted, a puppy expression on her face.