Novel & Cerita The $18 Billion Wife He Abandoned

She still remembered Ella’s wide eyes when she said it. “You what? You married a billionaire under contract?” Sophie had laughed at the disbelief, sipping her wine and brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes. No ceremony, no rings. Just ink on a page and signatures.” Ella’s jaw had dropped. “Wait, wait Sophie, who is he?” “His name is Carson O’Connell . He needed a wife for some mmm complicated corporate reasons. And I needed the money for my mum’s hospital bill, Sophie said felling a little bit sad

"I’m still the one with the ring. I’m his legal wife. We have a life together. If I’m quiet, if I don’t complain, if I act like I didn’t see anything... he’ll stay. He has to stay. I have a baby now." I had nowhere else to go. I had no family left, no career of my own, and not a penny to my name that didn't come from his allowance. Ryan was my world. He was my roof, my food, my oxygen. I convinced myself that once I told him about the baby, this "Daphne fever" would break. A child changes a man. It had to. The sun started to peek through the curtains. It was morning. I hadn't slept a wink, but I stood up anyway. My eyes were puffy and red, but I headed straight for the kitchen.

Her father's wife shudders. " Try me. Each and every day, I live with those memories. Where I have done worse than I am saying.. Just try me, I will show you the hell." She says with her face darkening. She isn't playing with those mental games. She doesn't care where everything will end but surely she will destroy each of them. " We will leave. But - Your husband promised us to give two hundred thousand dollars. So?" Mr Downey rubs his hand. " You said you would give them money?" She asks.

"Where's Yeneth? Get her out here! She needs to cough up my son's cash! After four years together, that girl blew through a hundred and fifty grand of my son's cash! Now that she realizes the well's run dry, she's kicked him to the curb! "That hundred and fifty thousand dollars was scraped together by my husband and I, penny-pinching every step of the way!" The bystanders could not help but chime in with their two cents. "Four years, and only a hundred and fifty grand? That doesn't seem too steep. It's not a fortune." "I'd say it's pretty measly." Those folks were all office workers, pulling in decent paychecks. To them, 150 thousand dollars over four years was barely anything.

"Fine. How much do you want?" I stared at him, realizing for the first time that I had been married to a stranger. To Nathan, betrayal was entertainment. And our marriage had been nothing more than a transaction. A bitter laugh escaped me as I raised three fingers in the air. All I wanted was thirty thousand, just enough to save our daughter. If Emma could be healed, I could face anything else. But this marriage was already lost. "Three hundred million?" His eyes narrowed, and open disgust flashed across his face, as if I had just confirmed every ugly thing he believed about me. "Don't get greedy. We were married, after all. The most I'll give you is thirty million."

Johan shook his head, very unhappy about getting divorce papers from Caroline. "Johan-" Victoria snapped. "I said no! We can talk about this. You're still my wife, Caroline. Do you think it's over just because of a piece of paper?" Johan grabbed one of Caroline's wrists. "Just sign it, Johan." Victoria stepped forward and snatched the envelope from Caroline's hand. "She finally realized that she doesn't belong in this family." "I'm done. Sign or not, I'm leaving," Caroline said firmly. "I no longer belong to you, Johan."

His once commanding presence now looked small defeated even as the weight of everything crashed in at once. His daughter was on every major news channel. His son had become a mystery, working from the shadows. And his wife the one person who used to stand quietly behind him now looked at him like he was the problem instead of the patriarch. He clenched his fists, muttering under his breath, “First Lena… now Jay… and now woman you are supporting both of them.” Madam Hale paused at the doorway, half-turned, and gave him a knowing smile. “This woman has a name, Richard. It’s your wife. The one who kept forget and abandoned her children and play by your rules while you turned it into a PR disast

He was so glad that he rushed the meeting he had and speeded home, only to be faced with disappointment. At least to his satisfaction, Regina was already gone when he got here, she spared him of her dire and tremendously undesired presence. He loved her so much only to have his heart broken twice, first when she abandoned him, second when his brother confessed everything about the ten million dollars the cunning bitch preferred instead of him. ‘The fucking bitch!’ He muttered a string of curses to himself. “If I would not have been so blind, she would not have meddled in my relationship with my wife!”

"Oh, Abigail....I am so sorry." "Don't be," Abigail smiled sadly, though her eyes were shining with unshed tears. "We both knew it was coming. Our marriage wasn't....it wasn't a normal relationship. Three years ago, my father gambled away everything we owned. So he owed a massive, impossible sum of money to an oil tycoon, a dangerous man who had just been released from prison." Alura sat in stunned silence, her heart hammering against her ribs as she listened.

His jaw tightened, but he said nothing. "Seventy-five thousand dollars, Sebastian." Tears streamed down my face. "I'm still drowning in debt from those loans. I worked triple shifts and went days without proper sleep—all to save your company." My voice broke. "And now that you're about to become a billionaire, you want to throw me away like garbage?" "I never asked you to do all that." "You didn't have to ask!" I screamed, my composure shattering completely. "I'm your wife! I did it because I loved you! Because I thought we were building a life together!"