Novel & Cerita My Unwanted Billionaire Ex

"You're welcome, Elena. We'll get through this together. We'll make sure Alex and Bonnie pay for what they've done." I nodded, feeling a sense of determination rise within me. I was going to make them pay, all right. I was going to make them regret ever crossing me. Weeks went by and I was still at Rachel’s house, I knew I needed to move out real quick and start up my own life. It was never easy But I still had hopes of becoming independent without relying on anybody. I had been stalking Bonnie's ex-boyfriend for the past weeks. One evening,I sat across from Bonnie's ex-boyfriend, Jack, at a small café on the outskirts of town.

Suddenly, I switched it up, “For three good years that we dated, you never even told me you were this rich, that you were the son of a major top dog in new york or that your lineage possessed such treasure. Now, you have grown up to have alot of money Ace, you're a wealthy man and I have grown to be obsessed with that. Your wealth is so freaking addictive, it makes me wish we never broke up.” Rounding him, I continued, “But now that a billionaire like you wants me, I think it’s fair I also deserve something of value to you. So for money sake, I'm willing to forgive the mistakes of the past. If I have to come back into your life even after everything, then I need a tangible compensation and t

“Find a way to retract the news you deliberately put out there. I don’t want to have to do this by myself.” “What news are you talking about?” She was acting dumb and it was pissing me off. Early this morning, Ethan’s wife called my attention to the celebrity news channel, letting me know that my face and Gianna’s were everywhere on it. I immediately knew who it was, but I didn’t accuse her outright. I collected a bit of evidence first before I came to her place. Bailey did whatever she wanted, and it was because she didn’t suffer the consequences of her actions. She didn’t have much to lose. She didn't have a regular job, and her parents’ company had declined so badly that there was no use

Two years, that's all we're asking. Just a formality. Just two years of my life tied to a man who probably couldn't pick me out of a lineup. Alexander Knight, the infamous tech billionaire who made his first million at nineteen and his first billion at twenty-three. I'd seen the tabloids different woman every week, cold as ice in business, never smiled in photos. The man was basically a robot in a expensive suit. "And what does Alexander think about all this?" I asked, still not turning around. There was a pause. Too long of a pause.

Though the hidden reality was that I was trying to impress her with my French-speaking skills. “Hello to you too, Husband.” I blushed, given how nostalgic her words felt. She hadn’t called me that in a while, and I honestly missed it so very much. Not just that… but I missed her addictive presence too. “Or should I say, soon-to-be ex-husband?" Her sarcastic voice got me all serious all of a sudden. “What do you mean?” I asked, trying my best to mask my surprise. “You saw the news.” “And?” “I will be going public with my relationship with Patrick soon… and I want you to be aware of that firsthand.”

There was a pause on her end before she spoke, “By Parrish, you mean Parrish from college and your ex boyfriend that broke your heart and you had to move across the country to forget about him and now he’s your boss at the new company you work for – ” “Who is now a billionaire and is now moving to California to stay.” I completed for her with a constant nod to my head and now admitting to myself how crazy the situation was. “Girl – do you perhaps still have feelings for him?” she asked me suddenly and I paused unsure on how to answer. I contemplated telling her about my dream about Parrish but I thought against it since Sophie was a therapist and she had a knack for psychoanalyzing every sit

"If I was a woman, I wouldn't marry him either. I can understand why those elite ladies don't want him" "Gosh, he's so unlucky. Two months after his golden era and his life turns to this. He has to win an award for the most unlucky billionaire to ever —" "That's enough" George interrupted him coldly, his face void of expression. He turned to look at Tony "Are you having fun reading this?" Tony's eyes widened in shock "No, not at all. I'm trying to show you how bad it has gotten. There are about a thousand comments claiming you're an ugly billionaire and no woman wants you"

Isabella's POV The morning after the gala, my face was on every news site and social media platform in the country. "The Lost Morrison Heiress Found." "Billionaire's Long-Lost Granddaughter Revealed." But my favorite headline was from a gossip blog: "Marcus Wei's Biggest Mistake: He Divorced a Morrison." I read that one three times before I started making calls. It was time to stop playing defense. Time to attack. I woke up in my bedroom at the Morrison estate to my phone vibrating nonstop.

"I feel sorry for her. No one wants to be treated like this especially a wife like her, Alexa Lanton. I heard that her first marriage failed miserably. No woman ever wants to be like this," "Julia, look, She is rich. She has her own company and her ex-husband is a billionaire. Her best friend married a billionaire too and of course, she got the money from his ex-husband now because they got children together. What else she wants? She got everything already and I don't. I don't have everything that she has. I just want one thing from her, and that is her husband," I explain to her. Alexa will be happy with all the money and children. Losing Jared is not a big deal. I used to face a more terri

If he is proud of me, we wouldn't be doing this wedding in a small way. Getting married to the youngest billionaire ought to be a great show off and done in a big way, even though I don't like it too. I am ok with it though because I can continue living my life the way I want. I don't want the media's attention. I want a quiet life, free of dramas. Besides, what Aidan and I have isn't real, becoming famous will reveal the truth sooner.