My Poor Husband Billionaire Secret の小説・ストーリー

But slowly, over time, I’d opened up to Dillon. Dillon. With his gorgeous green eyes and charming, boyish grin. With his stupid aprons and pasta-making skills. I’d really thought… But he’d betrayed me too. He’d kept a massive secret from me. I’d thought we were close and I’d confided in him. The whole time, though, he’d had this past, this marriage, that he didn’t even tell me about? Was I really that naïve? That foolish? Was I that bad at reading men? Clearly, there was something wrong with me.

It’s because of car accident. My knees weakened so I sat down on a nearby couch. "I-I don't have a family anymore." The man did not speak. After I had processed in my brain the shocking things stated in the documents, I had another question I wanted to know. “How about my personal life? Do I have a husband?” He was silent for a long time and even swallowed it before answering. He couldn't even look at me. “No. You haven’t yet.”

My husband is a billionaire. I’m not saying this to brag about how luxurious my daily life is. I just have one question—do all billionaires cheat? Like right now, his head is buried against the 36D breasts of a young woman sitting on his lap. From where I stand, the two of them look like some kind of ultra–postmodern sculpture titled Interrupted Sex. Before his hand could pull that blonde’s dress all the way up to her chest, I pushed open the door. Enough. I’m not some voyeur into multi-partner arrangements—especially not when the man in the scene is my own husband.

He looked like a man who could crush an empire with a single word. "He must be incredibly wealthy,” she murmured. She knew that the whole city cannot be obsessed with this man solely for his good-looks. "Wealth is the least of it. In this city, he’s the law." Rivera glanced at Luke. Despite the lies, she felt a pang of abandonment. The anger was still there, but he was the only familiar thing she had in this terrifying new reality. However, right now, she was more curious about her husband. "What is he like?" she asked Luke. "I mean what kind of person is he?"

“What are you doing here Amal?” “It’s no longer mom? How rude have you become?” “Very rude, and you lost the privilege of being called mom.” “Fair enough.” “What do you want?” “Well, knowing who you are and after seeing the news about your husband’s real identity, I had to come to stop you from making the wrong move.” “What are you talking about?” “Ashley, Duke, your husband is the richest and most powerful in the whole fucking world. And now, because he didn’t tell you, you feel betrayed.”

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

"And when I heard he'd trashed your show over another woman, I couldn't do it anymore." "So I set up that meeting. I faked the injury. I lived in your apartment." "I know what I did was cheap. I just wanted you back." I listened, and something in me that I wasn't ready for was trying to rise. "Rowan. Are you an idiot? You're the heir to Ellsworth Holdings. You could have any woman you want. Why tie yourself to me?" It came out more irritated than I meant. Rowan laughed. He looked like a kid who'd just gotten away with something.

“These days, most young people don't know the meaning of marriage. Divorce seems to be the new norm. Marriage is for better, for worse. I think you should talk to your wife and settle with her.” With that, he gives me a smile and leaves. I remained in that spot, totally flabbergasted. He seems to love his wife so much and I felt bad for making him recount that painful memory. One thing was clear though, I had taken a huge step to signing a partnership deal with the most richest man in the country. I knew within me I would definitely be signing the official deal in six months time. I just had to be more purposeful and never relent. ******* By the time I get home, Laura was out of the house. S

Right now was not the time to reveal that information. She suddenly felt a strange sense of satisfaction as she thought about her new husband, The Almighty Billionaire CEO Sebastian Woods. She wondered how miserable Kathlyn’s reaction would be, when she found out about her marriage to him, especially since Kathlyn believed she could not land a man as good as Brandon. ‘It would be so satisfying to watch.’

She had long, dark hair past her shoulders. Regina couldn’t close her mouth. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. “I understand this guy taking a short sabbatical after losing such a beautiful woman, but seven years?” the female reporter remarked. “Yeah, and that house. The man is worth almost two billion bucks. You’d think he would hide somewhere more . . . fabulous,” the male reporter said, enunciating the last word in a high-pitched voice. “Yeah, like the Bahamas, or at the very least, Palm Beach,” the female reporter replied. “However, it is good news for the local single ladies that Scott lives so close, because according to our source, he is still on the market.”