Running After My Secret Billionaire Ex Wife Novels & Stories

He was a chameleon, he had come out nice but now, he was shedding his skin, and they weren't pretty at all. “Are you saying that he has an accomplice? In all of this?” My eyes went to Richard, who looked engrossed in what we were saying, but I knew that he wasn't here, he looked agitated. Like there was a lot in his mind. “His mistress you said was pregnant with him, who is she? Where does she live? Do you have a clue?” Reina's eyes revolved round until they were staring at him. “You never mentioned that there was a mistress, why?”

"You think anyone will believe you? You're a runaway! A woman who faked her own death!" "Actually, the board of directors already believes her," Arjuna said, stepping behind Dira, his presence looming over the room. "And more importantly, the authorities in Zurich are currently reviewing the fraud charges regarding that 'delicate condition' you used to blackmail me into a marriage proposal five years ago." Siska turned to her father, her eyes wild. "Papa, do something!" Hendra looked from his favorite daughter to the Iron King of Jakarta. He saw the end of his lifestyle. "Arjuna, let’s be reasonable. We are family—"

The world seemed to come alive around her, and she couldn't help but smile at the beauty of it all. Serena made her way back to her bed and plopped down wearily, reaching for the TV remote. She aimlessly flipped channels, trying to find something to distract her from the events of the day. Suddenly, a news anchor's voice caught her attention and she stopped changing channels. The anchor's tone was excited as he announced, "Georgina Sparks, the stunning Victoria's Secret model, was just spotted returning to California and was warmly welcomed at the airport by her billionaire partner and prominent businessman, Rick Archer." A video of the couple kissing at the airport played on the screen. Ser

“He barely even cared. Signed the papers like it was just another business deal.” Skyler’s eyes widened dramatically. “No way. No drama? No ‘how could you leave me’ moment?” “None,” I replied, letting out a small laugh. “He asked me where I got the $10 million from, though. He couldn’t wrap his head around the idea that I didn’t touch his money. Two years and he still knows nothing about me.” Skyler raised his glass in a mock toast. “To the mysterious and ever-resilient Sophia! I knew you had it in you.”

The murmurs around me grew louder, less restrained. I began to hear them clearly. “She’s bold, isn’t she?” “Isn’t she still legally married to Ethan Walker?” “Look at her, sitting there like she owns the place.” “She is said to also be dating Kevin Laurent, the F1 racer” “So she dumped her husband and Kevin and went straight to Nikolai Cross? She is very ambitious” “Men really can’t resist a woman like that.” Each comment cut deep, sharp and personal. My hands tightened around the edge of the tablecloth beneath the linen. Heat rushed to my face, a mix of embarrassment and anger. I wanted to stand up and leave. But the cameras were still there.

He seemed to be really rigid. "So, you and Adrian are just friends huh?" Mrs Gonzalez turned around to face me. "No Mother, they are more than just friends, and the cunning lady newly divorced her husband, and fled New York City with Adrian while carrying a child for her ex-husband," a sudden strikingly familiar voice filtered into the dining room. The clicking sound of her heels further deafening my ears.

Just throwing away a hundred million to play a casino-related wealth product. "Are these the only ones I have to sign?" Esteban looked at the wristwatch again. "I have to pick up my husband from work so I'll end this meeting here." "Y-yes, S-sir..." It stuttered. "Are you married?" Andrew nervously laughed softly. “Yes. She’s Hadrianna Lazaro-Montecillo. My wife.” Amanda felt the joy and pride in every word he uttered.

“She’s marrying him?” “Apparently.” I leaned back, dazed. “She plays long games.” “Vicious ones too,” Becca muttered. Before I could even react, another ping. A second headline. This time, worse. I read aloud. “'Seirra Morgan & Ex-Husband Logan Brown: Rekindling Romance or Corporate Collusion?'” Becca snatched my phone. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” “Is this real life?” I mumbled, rubbing my temples. “Am I on some weird billionaire reality show no one told me about?”

I spruced my scarf and continued searching for her in the frostiness. The city seemed to hold its breath, mirroring the anxiety that gripped my soul after a slight thunderstorm. My eyes darted, scanning every face, every passerby, hoping to catch a glimpse of Carla amidst the bustling crowd. As I turned a corner, my heart skipped a beat. Standing before me, looking as anxious and determined as I felt, was Carla's ex-husband, Dr Richard Hall. His eyes widened in surprise as they met mine. "I remember you, ain't you the billionaire who was once obsessed with my wife?" Richard asked, his voice laced with anger and jealousy as he frowned and I chortled upon hearing his pathetic attempt to declar

“You know, I had a trillion dollar deal to close off today. As alluring as you are, a trillion dollar is not something to pass up n. Especially since my opponent happened to be the cousin I hated so damn much, the one you married, Raees.” My head is spinning… I failed at seducing him, slept with him and still lost the trillion dollars? She has to salvage one at least… One has to be kept a secret till death and that has to be that she has slept the night with Reid, her husband’s opponent. “Please don’t tell my husband anything that happened here tonight.” That was the last shred of dignity I had in front of that man.