My Poor Husband Billionaire Secret Novels & Stories

After I freshen up, I would sort for something to eat. [BREAKING NEWS: The Hideous Crippled Billionaire's Wife is rumored to be barren and unable to provide an heir. Mr. James Wellson is in search of a good wife material in both kitchen and bed…] “What?” I held the handrail and stopped in my tracks, my jaw dropped in shock as I gradually turned to the television. Barren?! Have we had sex before? Why did he publish such news? Wait, what's going on? Another marriage? I rambled with words as I rushed up to where I had kept my bag and brought out my phone.

"Well, those into it as a business know better unlike some of us that do such with one man year to year." He laughed hard, "Stick to your husband now that you have him. Those girls out there aren't joking." He wasn't supposed to tell me because I know but he won't believe that his son starves me at times because of too much work. I never knew that marrying a billionaire wouldn't be all that rosy.

"Well, the secret is I'm pregnant with his baby." The words hang in the air, heavy with implication. I glance at Ethan, searching his face for any sign of hesitation. Such a manipulative and calculative woman who is the real personification of a gold digger and who has the guts to do go any lengths just to marry a billionaire. I’m still wondering why Ethan is here. I do think that he is somewhat hurt. Who wouldn’t? Hence, I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "Do you still want to go in?"

“You will make me fall in love with you more than ever. Forget about this dirty slut which you call a wife. I will treat you better!” “I can't believe this!” I shouted. “You dare flirt with my husband right under my gaze. Trust me, you have a lot of audacity. I am not too shocked though. You have been this shameless since we were kids!” “Let your glorious husband answer me instead…” Emily replied. “What makes you think he would be faithful? He is a billionaire and he would certainly have flings all over. Soon, he will start going on business trips and he would leave you for months. You expect him to remain faithful afterwards? You will be the biggest fool in the universe to think he loves yo

he said in a low, captivating voice. June, who had been filled with rage and frustration, suddenly felt calm. She couldn’t take her eyes off Mr. Alex. He is unreasonably perfect, she thought. His eyes had so much depth, a girl could get lost in them. His breath as he spoke… that deep voice sent shivers down her spine. She finally mustered the courage to speak. “Is this for real? I lost my memory… and I’m married? I’m your wife?” “I never thought I’d have to introduce myself to you of all people,” he said, exhaling deeply. “I’m Alexander Smith. Well, everyone just calls me Alex. And yes, I am your husband. We’ve been married for over a year. Please, sit—you look tired.”

What would his fate be? “I’m sorry ma’am, but there’s no one bearing Sebastian Knight here.” A screw in my head was let loose. I seemed like a mad person at hearing those words. What the hell is she talking about? “What are you talking about? What do you mean there’s no one bearing Sebastian Knight? He is my husband. Don’t you know my husband? He’s the richest billionaire coo in the city for crying out loud. What the fuck are you telling me?” eyes stared at me. Just then, I realized was at the top of my voice.

"The first clause doesn't happen, so the second one doesn't need me to answer anymore." Megan dejectedly flicked my forehead. “You're such a blessed person that you don't know how to enjoy it. Your husband is both handsome and has a better figure than a male model. Furthermore, he is also the youngest billionaire in our nation. Men like him are not inferior to anyone, yet you keep your cold attitude like this! In the future, maybe you will lose him. Till that day, don't cry with me." I gently stirred the coffee, "That day will never happen."

“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?”

"I need you to know that what you're going to do isn't in anyway wrong. You need to understand just how horrible the man you're married to is first before you can make up your mind about what you want to do." "By horrible do you mean that there's more I don't know about him?" "Unfortunately yes, Scarlett," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Your husband is just like any billionaire out there, ruthless, powerful and merciless. That's the reason why he made up that story about your dad and sold it to the press." "What?" I shouted, gaining attention from most people in the room, before they all went back to their businesses. "What did you just say?" I asked again, this time making sur

“Wow. Wow. Wow. I can see you would rather your nudes trend than release such a small amouth from your husband’s surplus. Let’s fool ourself marigold. Your husband is a billionaire.” My anger rises to its peak. Isn’t this idiot listening to me?! Yes, my husband is a billionaire but what can I do when he had blatantly refused to give me a cent? Instead he would prefer to lecture me on how to work for my money like dahlia! “Do you know the money I would be making off this video on social media? The wife of a reputable man caught on camera banging the cock of another man would make such a juicy trend. I’ve nothing to loose here. Infact I’ll be making triple of the amount I’m asking you. If you