My Poor Husband Billionaire Secret Novels & Stories

The caller ID showed the words Fabian, and Cordelia froze. A crushing sense of humiliation spread from the bottom of her heart. The call ended automatically, and the screen dimmed shortly afterward. As if driven mad, Cordelia hurled the phone to the ground and gulped in air. Her mind went blank for a moment, and it took her a long while to come back to herself. A sharp pain clenched around Cordelia’s heart. She could not believe that the man who spent the past five years appearing everywhere with Sylvia as a couple was actually her husband, Felix.

"He loves his wife very much." “Do you think such a thing exists in this world? A man who has everything, subject to one woman? It's really hard to believe,” Scout retorted. He is a thirty-nine year old man who has been in business since he was nineteen. During that time he had never seen rich men worship only one woman in his life. At least they have two or more mistresses hidden in various parts of other countries so that whenever they are away from their wives, their biological needs will still be met smoothly. So true love will definitely never be in the life dictionary of Scout Voyage who has seen for himself how the love lives of great men out there are.

"Marcus is right. You're the daughter of the richest family in the city. You must have assets everywhere. Marcus is your husband. He has every right to half." I nodded. "Fine. Get yourself a lawyer. I'll give you half." A grin spread across Marcus's face. "Just you wait."

I looked at her briefly before we shaked hands. “I really loved all your ideas regarding our school affair. That's a very smart one, Mr Adrian must be lucky that he has a beautiful wife like you.” She expressed, her teeth popping as she smiled heavily. “I'm lucky too to have him. I'm so sorry my husband couldn't make this meeting but I'm sure he will come for the next one.” I remarked, squinting my eyes while I struggled to lie continuously. “We acknowledge the fact that he is the biggest billionaire in this country but then his daughter needs him. After his wife there's been so much change in that child.” She voiced with concern, I could see the sincerity in her face.

Art on the walls that probably cost more than I would make in a lifetime. Liam's mother sat on one of the couches. She gestured for me to sit across from her. Liam sat next to me. "My name is Catherine," she said. "But you probably already knew that." "I know what the internet tells me. Philanthropy. Charity events. Smiling next to your husband at galas." Catherine's face twisted. "My husband. Yes. The man who has been lying to me for thirty years." "You knew about my mother?"

In a black suit that did not look like any suit I had ever seen him in, moving through a room full of the richest people in the country like he had built every wall of it himself. I wiped my eyes. I wiped them again, not caring about the mascara, not caring about anything, because this could not be real. This was a dream. I had fallen asleep somewhere and this was a dream. Then I heard Julian's voice beside me, low and stunned. "Dominic Ford?" I looked at Julian. I looked at Dominic. It was real. My husband was the chairman of Veil Holdings. My husband was the richest billionaire in the country. The mystery man. The ghost nobody had photographed. The man I had been plotting to seduce ten min

he said, “to be my wife.” And just like that… the billionaire secret stopped being a mystery. And became a trap.

His job hasn’t been doing so well and selling me off to the Volkov’s family will be just the right way to get himself back in business. They’re the biggest distillers in the entire world and not only that, they also own the biggest clothing company. No one has ever really seen this Ivanović and I had no idea how he does it but even none of his pictures are on the internet, he seems like a mystery. I can’t do this, I can’t get married to a man that not only I know nothing about, the entire country knows nothing about him too. I’ve let Jack get me to do so many things but getting married to a man that I would probably hate is not going to be one of it so I made up my mind to speak up and show

She didn't know what to do. Katherina knew she couldn't leave Harrison alone, not in his current state. She called a taxi. The security guards were hesitant to let Harrison go without getting some more information about him. "How are you related to him?" one of them asked Katherina. She hesitated, unsure of what to say. Katherina's words came out before she could even think about what she was saying. "He's my husband," she said, her heart beating fast. She knew it was a lie, but it was the first thing that came to her mind.

“Is the money going to be a problem? Because dear, I can assure you that I have done my research and forty grand is nothing compared to what you and your billionaire husband have.” Oh, boy, she did not have a clue. She had no idea that my billionaire husband had cheated on me with a girl that looked…that looked…okay, she looked great, but still, she was trash! And that I wanted nothing to do with him or his billions of dollars. In my name, I had a considerable amount, but that did not mean that I had to start giving out money to anyone that asked. I now had to be careful with my finances. “No…” I shook my head, flashing her a sad smile. “It’s not going to be a problem. Trust me. When do you