The $18 Billion Wife He Abandoned นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“These days, most young people don't know the meaning of marriage. Divorce seems to be the new norm. Marriage is for better, for worse. I think you should talk to your wife and settle with her.” With that, he gives me a smile and leaves. I remained in that spot, totally flabbergasted. He seems to love his wife so much and I felt bad for making him recount that painful memory. One thing was clear though, I had taken a huge step to signing a partnership deal with the most richest man in the country. I knew within me I would definitely be signing the official deal in six months time. I just had to be more purposeful and never relent. ******* By the time I get home, Laura was out of the house. S

Now her situation is worsening and needs urgent attention, and I can't do all that if I don't have the money. In my five years of being married to Alex, I have earned a lot of money while leading our company's design team. However, I have also spent lavishly on my mother. My mother, Leni Frost, was a single mother who made so many sacrifices to raise me. When I began making decent money, I bought her a house, cars, jewelry and other luxury stuff. I also have my investments. Asset-wise, I could cover the hospital bills myself, but I lacked liquid funds. So, making Alex pay the bills was the quickest solution.

Soon my face became emotionless and I stated the truth both for him and even for my pathetic self, "I am not your wife anymore and we are already divorced. I want nothing to do with you so just leave me alone" Tristan sighed but soon he looked at me with mischief in his eyes. "I think it's time to make a deal."

"Yes stepmother. She answered her with a smirk. There was a knock on the door. Riley's father came in and said, The Knight family has arrived; are you ready, honey? He looked at his beautiful and gentle daughter and continued, Riley, are you sure you want to get married to Bruce Knight? Riley looked at her father. Yes, father, I want to. The Knight family is the wealthiest and most valued family in New York. The only direct heir, Bruce, was disfigured and made crippled when he was kidnapped 15 years ago. Since then, Bruce has not appeared in front of others. He was rumored to be cruel, ugly, and terrible, and every woman sent into his house did not come out alive.

"I'll comment." Adrian turned to her, an alarm flashing across his face. "Isabelle—" "Yes," she said, looking directly at the reporter. "The initial capital for the Holloway contract came from my father. I asked him to structure it as a private loan instead of a direct family transfer because I didn't want my husband's success attributed to my name before he'd earned it in the public eye. That was my decision. My husband learned about it twenty minutes ago, same as I imagine you did."

but I thought if this is same than she will surely meet me and introduce herself even I she is my ishu she will definitely not call me everytime sir sir blah blah. I open my eyes and went toward balcony and stand up there. And see it's stars and moon but it's little cloudy and windy even why not it's monsoon season her favourite. I close my eyes there and feel that air that cold breeze so child her innocent face come. I thought my mom is very stubborn if she decided to marry me with someone I know she will but I don't what should I do umm my mind speak up "idea I tell the girl no to this marriage bcoz I love someone else and if you marry Me. I don't give that love you deserve. Which a wife w

I said, because I just wanted to be alone for the meantime. “Your wife again?” He knows about the whole story of my wife and I. “She still keeps this up late at night and I am so tired of telling her to stop it.” I blurted, looking so tired and frustrated. He scoffed and I looked at me. “That’s even small compared to what I am about to tell you.” He dropped his tab on my desk to show me something. “What is it?” I furrowed my brows. “Close to 1 million dollars is missing from your company account and the name in the description is your lovely, dear, wife’s.” He blurted out.

I drained my savings. Back then, I really thought once we were married, we'd be family. That if you showed sincerity, you'd get it back. I didn't expect it to be the start of me turning into their personal ATM. Not long after the wedding, Vanessa quit her job, said she needed to prepare for pregnancy. She didn't do housework. I handled all three meals. Every month, I gave her $1,800 for expenses—and sent Jennifer another $300. Three years ago, Darren ran up twenty grand in online gambling debt. Collectors showed up, splashed paint on Jennifer's house, even threatened to break his hand. Vanessa cried every day. I couldn't watch it—I stepped in and paid it.