My Rich Wife Novels & Stories

Logan looked at her interrogatively before clearing her throat. “How's your child my daughter?. Hope you're doing well?”. Mrs. Logan asks in a motherly tone,as she holds Ruth's hands gently. “I'm fine mom…. how's everyone?”. Ruth asks, bewildered that her mom held her hands,she couldn't remember when she showed her such kind of love,but she decided to shrug it off. It's her mother anyway. “Everyone is fine my daughter…. it's just that….Rita is married to Williams Richard,the richest man in the world”. She says proudly, giving her a “you've failed in life look”

"One of the richest Billionaires in New York, Rufus Williams,dumped his wife, Nora Williams, and got married to her best friend." I am sure that's going to be the first news headline that's going to disseminate tomorrow morning in the whole of New York. I smiled painfully as more tears kept pouring from my eyes. TBC

Edward said with a smile. “My daughter-in-law, Mommy has bought a very large number of baby clothes and baby bags for your future child. Mommy bought it for eight hundred million dollars,” said Mrs. Jane Alexander, Tiffany's Mother-in-law. Tiffany welcomed the many gifts that kept coming with a smile of happiness. Being the wife of a successful billionaire makes her used to getting goods worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Suddenly, Rosalie Alexander, the second child of the Alexander family, came crying. “Rossalie, why are you crying?” asked Mrs. Jane.

“I mean, who wouldn’t want to be Mrs. Richard Anthony William? Wife of the third richest man in the whole world?” My head snapped up. Third richest? Who the hell was she talking about?

“For five whole years, we lived under the same roof. We were husband and wife, and I know you better than anyone. For five years, I monitored every cent that entered your bank account.” A cruel smile appeared on his face. “And not once did your balance exceed fifteen hundred dollars. In fact, the only reason it ever reached that amount was because I was the one sending money to you.” Several people gasped. Richard folded his arms and looked at her with undisguised scorn. “You are poor, Bianca.” “You are broke. You are wretched.” Then he delivered the question everyone was waiting for. “So tell me... How does a woman as poor and miserable as you suddenly come up with one point five billion do

The headline was still pulled up, written boldly beneath a photograph that had been taken outside a restaurant downtown. He was with a woman, and they were close enough that the photographer hadn’t needed to stretch the implication. Billionaire Julian Black spotted with mystery woman. Is this the infamous wife finally stepping into the spotlight? Julian looked at it for a moment longer, maybe two. Then he looked away and took a sip of his drink. “Where did you find that?” he asked. “It’s trending,” Lena said. “I didn’t have to find it. It found me.” “It’s nothing,” he said.

Daniel said. "Your wife's father was never in debt to this family." Edmund spoke the words gently, like a man laying a card on a table. "Richard Hayes invested wisely and honestly. The debt was manufactured, line by line, by me, through your mother's hands. Eight million dollars of paper, built to bind a young woman to my son." The room tilted. Alina put a hand against the doorframe. She had known, ever since Vincent's confession, that the debt was a lie. Hearing it spoken by the man who had designed it was different.

Mocking. “Well, of course,” Ellie said lazily. “She’s already planned everything.” Kate stopped speaking. Ellie leaned back, crossing her legs slowly. “This was always the goal, wasn’t it honey ? The money. The comfort. The lifestyle.” Her gaze slid over Kate deliberately. “You wanted to be a billionaire’s wife so badly you schemed your way into his life. How desperate ” Kate didn’t react. She had learned long ago that silence hurt more than words. “All poor people are the same,” Ellie continued lightly. “They grab whatever opportunity they can even if it means stealing someone else’s life.”

"You're beautiful, and clearly talented. I admire that. Whatever Sebastian Cole can offer you, I can match." Naomi couldn't help a short laugh. "If the Xiao name carried that kind of weight, wouldn't it be the Mr Voss family running things instead of the Coles?" His expression curdled instantly. He grabbed her wrist. "You dare look down on me? You have no idea what the Mr Voss name means in this city." He'd had someone dig into her background the moment Ms. Dawson mentioned her name and the results had genuinely surprised him. The mysterious Mrs. Blackwood, once married into serious money, now divorced and raising a child alone.

“So does this mean your mysterious rich boyfriend is also your rich brother?” I stared at her. Bella groaned. “Suzy!” “What? I'm trying to understand the economics.” A laugh escaped me. “Please stop.” “Fine.” She paused. “Wait. Your father is wealthy, right?” I narrowed my eyes. “Probably.” “And his company owns pharmaceutical chains.” “Yes.” “So you're rich now.” I shook my head. “No.” “Technically ” “No.” Suzy grinned. “Because I was about to say we're going on vacation.”