Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-wife Novels & Stories

Christine snapped, “you weren’t. The press are already having a field day. Do you realize what you’ve done? You made a spectacle of yourself-of us! Fighting Blackwell like some drunken street thug!” “Enough, Mother.” “No, not enough!” She strode closer, her heels striking against the marble. “Do you want to hand our rivals the narrative? ‘Ashbourne heir unhinged, brawling over his ex-wife.’ Is that what you want the world to see?” Something inside him snapped. He raised his head, meeting her eyes with a ferocity she hadn’t seen in years. “I don’t care! I don’t care what they think or don’t think! Do you want to know the truth? Fine. I fought because I still love her. I still love Scarlett.”

I stood there, phone pressed to my ear, listening to the dial tone, feeling like the ground had just disappeared beneath my feet. I fucking promised that I was going to be his wife if he gets this job done, and he failed. He fucking failed? So why is he angry now? He needs to finish the job, he loves me… he should do what I want… I’ll marry him when he is done killing Cynthia. What the fuck! I took my phone and opened the browser, The plan was to spread implicating news about Walker Industries on the net, as cover while he attacks from the background, it was dark and desperate and possibly insane, but what did I have to lose at this point?

Lane International Office – 6:15 PM Sally slammed the tabloid on my desk with enough force to send my coffee sloshing over the rim of the mug, dark liquid seeping into quarterly projections that suddenly seemed insignificant. The headline screamed in lurid yellow against a black background: "RECONCILED? Disgraced Billionaire Coleman Shares Tender Moment With Ex-Wife & Secret Love Child"

‘Anyway, that’s why I have bad news for you, son. ‘What is it?’ He relayed, with dramatic emphasis, the conversation he had overheard. He repeated her declarations verbatim: ‘never date a billionaire,’ ‘not worth the trouble,’ ‘attracts their fair share of obsessed fans and stalkers.’ He concluded with her stated preference for a ‘peaceful life with a normal man… a nice, simple, un-powerful man.’ I fell silent. The irony was a sharp, cold blade. Here I was, meticulously engineering Cary’s permanent exile from her life, and I had already been disqualified on principle.

He had lashed out at me and yet he was cuddling up to his ex wife on the very same spot. How dare he?! I had to admit that she was beautiful. The classy kind of beauty. The woman looked like she commanded men. I'd bet the only thing attractive about me was my boobs. The headlines read “The billionaire and his beautiful wife might be back together.” Tears stung the corner of my eyes. “She looks old!” Was the only insult I could come up with before I stormed back to my room to call Megan. “Have you seen the news?”

To millions of anonymous people who know absolutely nothing about the truth, I am the bitter, desperate slut who simply couldn't let go of her billionaire ex-husband. Sitting in the back of a dark airport cab, watching the rain streak the window, I finally put my head in my hands and weep.

If I say stand here to someone, he would stand but look at me now, I was slowly striding behind my ex-wife like a beggar. I knew I’d caused it. I shouldn't have cheated, if I hadn't, then I won't be facing this but still if I had not, then I won't know this secret side of my ex-wife, that she's a billionaire and that she owns the mansion we used to live in. She turned to me, her brows lowered. “Why are you stopping? Didn't you ask me to rescue you from Matteo’s hands at all cost?” She grinned, a witty and cheeky one. I lulled down a deep breath, looking away. I refused to answer.

“Because I have the feeling that it is a he. I honestly don't care, though. Whoever it is better get ready to work” I shook my head, trying to refocus my attention back on my phone, when the news that was being reported caused my blood to run cold. The headline flashed across the screen. “Multi Billionaire Philanthropist, Tyson, announces a remembrance ceremony for his mystery ex-wife who died almost six years ago” I sprang to my feet as my heart pounded hard against my chest and anger slowly coursed through my veins. Tyson, my ex-husband! He was the reason my life was ruined from the start. He was the one who sold me to the rogue king and painted the false narrative about how I was dead. Fu

Before he could tell her to leave, she said, "Did you ask me that day what I was doing in this office?" Her question made him frown. "I did not want to leave my previous job. Do you know why I left there?" She turned to look at his confused expression and said, "The news about my divorce spread, and I became a joke overnight. I was so overwhelmed by the thought of starting a family with you that I did not realize how people were talking behind my back. They thought you were too good for me and I did not deserve a man like you. I still would have stayed strong, but then their teasing turned fierce as some men said I was not good in bed, some women said I can not even keep my husband happy