My Dead Ex Came Back Rich Novels & Stories

“Shea, don’t joke with me. You said it yourself, you don’t believe in getting married. “Besides, you have a son. Who would dare marry you? Stop messing around and give me back the child right now!” She turned to Neil. “Neil, you are the valedictorian. Mommy will take you back to the capital. When you meet your grandfather, he’ll surely hold you in high regard. Then, the two of us, mother and son, will have endless wealth and prestige from the Reyes family!” Neil took a step back and shot her a withering look. “Madam, if you’ve got a screw loose, go get it fixed. “My father is a renowned entrepreneur, and my mother heads a prestigious educational institution. While we may not match the capita

He started shouting the second I answered, “You changed your number and didn’t tell your old man? Did I raise you for nothing? “Are you out of your damn mind? You spent all those years swallowing your pride for her. You were finally about to get married, and you bolted? “Do you even know how rich she is? Half of everything she owns would be yours. If you just married her, you could buy your brother a house…” I replied calmly, “Do you actually feel bad for me, or are you worried about Shawn’s down payment?” His voice tightened. “I care about the money. I can’t stand the idea of you throwing all this away.” I let out a bitter laugh. “Alright. If that’s all, I’m hanging up.”

"Sarah didn't humiliate you in front of everyone, and you aren't her real father. "Is it really worth feeling so aggrieved? Is it really worth making a scene in the middle of the night? Here, take the money. Does this make you feel better?" A stack of at least 100 thousand dollars in cash sat before me. I loved money. Having grown up poor, I couldn't survive without it. In the past, a handout from her would make me smile through any insult. Now, all I wanted was to walk away. I looked at Clara. "We will divorce in two days. Starting tonight, we will sleep in separate rooms."

Cheesy was still coughing softly. Daryl approached, "You have to pay a hundred million, Miss Cheesy." Cheesy looked up slowly, her eyes glazed over. "What? A hundred million?" "Yes! That's to compensate you for dirtying my expensive suit," Daryl said without hesitation. "You pay one hundred million right now." "A hundred million?" Cheesy gasped. "I don't have that kind of money, Mr. Daryl." Daryl grinned sarcastically. "That's funny. A former noble princess doesn't have a hundred million. How ridiculous! Aren't you working here as more than just a servant? You must have sold your body at some point. Right?!"

he exhaled heavily "whatever the way, you are welcome into the Aldine family." He smiled at her and walked away while she bore holes into the back of the in-law who knows about her so much and more. That name........ Oliver, her ex-fiance who gave her his wedding invitation a week before their wedding. Part of the reason why she came back is because she wants to show them hell, she has money now, she is rich but they probably can't guess and she is getting married to a billionaire who seems to fancy her. Maybe the marriage isn't such a curse after all, it can be a blessing in disguise if she plays her cards right.

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, I think I need to explain—" "Explain what?" Mrs. Caroline cut in, her voice rising. I took pleasure in delivering the final blow. "Mr. Johnson signed over all of your assets to me. You're no longer the owners of this house, or anything else. It's all mine now." The room fell silent, except for Mrs. Caroline's shocked gasp. Mr. Smith's face turned purple with rage, while Mrs. Caroline looked like she was about to faint. I smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction. The tables had finally turned.

"What could you possibly want after all this time, Noah?" The return of her ex-husband to the city was something she had never even thought was possible. But not only had he done that, but he was now actively coming after her? Olivia knew a lot of things about Noah Grant, and one of them was that he never did anything without a very good reason. So what exactly could have made him come back to a wife he had abused and disregarded for so long?

I stood frozen in the doorway of the senior executives' office, my heart pounding in my chest. The words I had just overheard felt like a blow to my entire existence. Callum Winter Stone—my ex-husband, the man who had once promised me everything only to abandon me for Emilia Rhodes—was now stepping into the most powerful position at Rhodes Company. My mind struggled to process the news. How could this be happening? After everything, after all the pain he had caused me, he was back. And in control.

Then came that look—cold and cutting. "What are you doing here?" Same face. Just sharper. Like success had polished him clean. "What, you forget how to talk?" I hid the report behind my back. "What a coincidence. You're rich now. Spot me twenty grand?" His stare didn't even twitch. "Elise Alden. You haven't changed. Still rotten to the core." Julia leaned in, eyes full of fake sympathy. "So you're the ex-wife who bailed when he had leukemia? Twenty grand? That's not even one of my earrings."

But now, they see me as an ex-convict who couldn't find a job, with no money and no value. “That’s life, Liv. Better move on.” Their love had vanished completely. Little did they know, this ex-con has two hundred million in her account, plus properties will be okay for the rest of my life, thank God for Meredith. I couldn't help but feel a bit excited, wondering how they'd react when the daughter they despised most stood at the pinnacle of success one day.