The $18 Billion Wife He Abandoned Novels & Stories

She had grown even prettier since the last time he saw her. Not just that, she radiated elegance and power. Her father was proud but still had no idea about his wife’s terrible character. “It’s not her fault. I fell off the stairs and broke my legs. It was a bad fall, and I did not have money for physio. I’ve been bound to a wheelchair since then.” He was too ashamed to mention that he had made his wife a signatory to his account, and that was how he lost all the money he worked so hard for.

Elisa White: "I don't believe you tycoons, you spend too much money in one go." "How much money did your husband spend on you?" "He gave me two hundred million yuan on the night of the wedding. I still don't dare to spend it." " Your husband is billionaire, okay? " Britany Santos looked at her as if he was looking at an idiot. "Can you not provoke the poor? What did ten billion mean? Is it alright for you to be completely stupefied? " "I don't really have much of a concept towards tens of billions. Making money from them is basically a number."

Not on my watch. I went to my home office—a spacious room with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, a massive desk, and multiple monitors for when I needed to work from home—and sat down at my computer. I pulled up several news sites, all of them still running variations of the story about Anya's supposed affair and abandonment of her marriage. My jaw clenched as I read the headlines: "Disgraced Heiress Leaves Husband for Billionaire Rival" "Kennedy Davenport Heartbroken as Wife Chooses Wealth Over Love"

"The Langford family already threw you away! You are poor without me!" "Remember, Sarah, our marriage contract says you must give me a male heir. If not, you leave with nothing!" Sarah fell silent. If she divorced Ronan, she would live in poverty. No one would help her. She had no job. No savings at all. During their marriage, her needs were covered but everything was counted as household expenses. Ronan never gave her enough allowance even though he was a billionaire. She only received five hundred to seven hundred dollars per month. "Tonight, we will continue the baby program. You must get pregnant with a son."

I said, more like suggesting. “No, he left you because he discovered there’s nothing attached to your name. He didn’t want to be with a woman who has no identity, no wealth, nothing.” “That’s not true!” I yelled, flinging the glass at the wall and making the baby cry. “I am Nevaeh Miles Lucas. I have an identity!” “That was then, now you know better,” the husband said, walking behind me. “Let us help you get that back.” “Keep quiet, pipsqueak!” the wife grunted at the wailing baby. “Honey, I might have to dump this baby with nurse Edith. I can’t deal with this.”

"Please don't worry, Isaiah. Truthfully, I had to be much more frugal and careful back when I was still living with Victor. One hundred thousand dollars per year is actually a huge amount for someone like me—it's more than enough." "Wait, what did you just say?!" Isaiah's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets in disbelief. Hearing a former billionaire's wife casually claim that a hundred thousand dollars was "a huge amount" of money made him think she must be living in some kind of upside-down, reverse world where nothing made sense.

he didn't leave me, but it was more of an abandon, but still even though he took my hands off mine and left, still with teary soaked eyes I prayed that he would reconsider and at least just spare a glimpse of the condition he was leaving his wife on the floor with. But he?, the famous billionaire didn't stop, grew heartless and yet again fucking proved to my face that even though I was known as his wife to the entire fucking world, to him, I was Nothing! No fucking thing at all. With my trembling lips yelling out, I watch as my body got up from the floor I laid on it own, only to scatter all the fucking decorations I had planned for us, just like I have always did when he leaves me. Why did

She had not even started healing from it and just wanted to stay under the wings of her parents who had accepted her back without question and now this? “I am sorry but I don't think that I can do this” she said and looked at her father for support. There was no way her father would allow her into the jaws that almost swallowed her whole. And anyway who in the whole country did not know about the lewd character of Richard Wayne? He was an arrogant billionaire who wore the demeanor of a cassonava who loved throwing money on parties and lavishing his international model girlfriend with expensive gifts.

"President Adaire, we have made everything clear just now. You should think about it carefully. If there is nothing wrong, we will go ahead." There was a sly smile on his face as if he would eat them. "Except for that, all other conditions can be discussed." Adaire always refused to let go, he kept so hard, how could he let go. Even if his marriage with Ada Wood will affect Carter’s shares, he can earn back the money he lost, but if Ada Wood leaves, he can't find it back. "Nephew Aaron, it seems that we have nothing to talk about. We decided to withdraw the capital."

"I've been dreaming of this moment for three years. Three years I've put up with your sad face, your lack of class, your bland cooking, your empty belly. Oh, forgive me — now it's full?" She laughs cruelly. "You think a child will change anything? Even your baby doesn't deserve to have a wreck like you for a mother." I clench my fists. I want to scream. But I don't even have that left. "Gather your rags and get out. You're finished. You are OUT. Even your husband doesn't want you anymore. He told me last night while he was fucking YOUR SISTER. And you know what? She, at least, doesn't scream like a corpse."