Poor Woman Rich Man Novels & Stories

The man groaned in annoyance. Clara snorted, then hurriedly ran towards her cell phone. She groaned in pain, then winced in confusion as she relaxed her limp legs. Damn it. This man is really shit. “Yeah, El? What is it?” Clara walked slowly towards the bathroom—lowering her voice so that damn man wouldn’t be disturbed. With a naked body, Clara stared at her reflection in a large mirror installed in the bathroom. Damn! That man is really rich. Clara couldn’t imagine how lucky the woman who became his wife was. Living well with abundant wealth is every woman’s dream.

She gasped at the scalding pain. Frowning, North was about to speak up when the woman started shrieking. “What’s wrong with you?! How dare you spill my coffee? Do you have a death wish?! Do you know how much my clothes cost? You’d better lick this clean!” North paused and abruptly looked up. The woman was haughty, her features thin and ugly. “Speak then. My outfit is from the latest season and cost 85,000 dollars. A sugar baby like you probably can’t even make that much money all your life!

Henry said “I don’t even know the lady in question and you expect me to know what’s going on in her head? You’re a man Henry,you should be able to know what ladies want. You’re every lady’s dream man,do you want them to find out that you can’t even approach a lady?” Madam B said laughing. “I approached her that night without your help. I just need your help now because I ruined my chances with her already.” Henry said. “You were able to approach her because you were drunk and we both know that. She was the first lucky lady to be approached first by the most eligible bachelor in the city and she might probably be the last.

Zheneria whispered breathlessly. Perfectly handsome. Perfect body. Perfect everything. Yoselin couldn’t take her eyes off him. A man like that—power, wealth, status, charm—all combined into one. Compared to all other men in white shirts, he was in a class of his own. Zheneria elbowed her again. “Do you think this is the guy Elena picked up? Her ‘pretty boy’?” Yoselin snapped out of her trance and scoffed, “Don’t be ridiculous. Elena’s pretty boy was cheap—ugly and chubby. If she somehow got a man like this, I’d call her boss!”

"The owner was very pitiful since he was a child. He lost his mother when he was a child. Although the old man loved him very much, he could not make up for all of his mother's love anyway." "The owner's personality is not like that at all. He likes to laugh. He likes to be lively. He is a relaxed and open person. When the owner was studying at university, he met a girl. He liked it. She finally proposed to her, but the night before the two got married, the master found her in bed with another man, she betrayed him, precisely because that man is richer than the master, the family is also more prestigious than the master, can give her a life that the master cannot give. Having money, Carwyn h

With a smirk on her face. "Already tired of being in the midst of the wealthy?" Another chipped in. While I payed no attention to them, and carried on eating my candy. "You can take the pauper out of poverty, but you can't take poverty out of pauper." The last one intoned. I saw from the morrow that she was fair in complexion, and short. Yet, I still kept my mouth shut. So not in the mood to exchange words with them. "You think sucking the dick of the man, would make you occupy the position of his late wife?" The dark skinned one directed this statement to me, as she came to stand on my side.

The woman kept talking nonstop, complaining to Pierce about the things. “Do you just leave your maid here alone? With all the expensive things around, she could be stealing something, Pierce.” In my mind, I rolled my eyes. That’s always the mindset of some rich people. Of course, many of them haven’t experienced being poor. Ugh! It’s fine if I’m not rich, at least my attitude isn’t trash, right? Okay, fine, sometimes I can have a bad attitude, but that really depends on the person I’m dealing with.

What man? The woman eyed me, and I could tell immediately there she hated me. As a woman, I could sense the jealousy coming from her. "I can't stand women like her. What's the use of her pretty face? Look at her hands, it's so obvious that she's never done a single hard work in her life. What's the use of a woman who can't cook and do house chores?" The woman sneered at me. "What does it matter to us? That man is rich! He doesn't need a woman to do those things for him! Let's just get the money and we can finally put our son in the university! " The man said.

Coincidentally, I ran into a woman who had fainted and brought her to the hospital. After she woke up, I learned that a venomous jellyfish had stung her while she was out having fun. Hence, this entire mess happened. At that time, she was dressed in simple clothes and did not look at all like the noble lady that she did at present. As such, I thought that she had journeyed to a foreign country on her own for work. It was also why I gave her all of my savings. To think that this would make her look upon me with favor.

"She is truly a walking tragedy isn't she? Five years wasted on a rich man only to be thrown away publicly like trash, and now she marries a penniless beggar and works herself to death just to feed him! She is really determined to remain poor and miserable for the rest of her life huh?" "Hahaha exactly!" Another girl named Jenny laughed cruelly and agreed immediately. "She thinks she is noble and loyal right? She thinks marrying a poor jobless man proves she is sincere and kind-hearted? What a joke! She is just stupid and hopelessly foolish! Her husband is nothing but a lazy good-for-nothing man living off her sweat and hard work! He doesn't work, doesn't earn money, doesn't even help her at