The Billion-dollar Divorce の小説・ストーリー

Trey had been the ideal parent and spouse till Heather learned about his affair. He genuinely cherished her. He prioritized their pleasure by spoiling her and their daughter. He wouldn't even entertain the idea of divorce when she mentioned it. Even though Jeremy spent a lot of money hiring a top-notch legal team, the divorce continued for over two years. Heather ultimately achieved her goal. She took home two billion dollars after winning custody of her kid. She was truly free to live her life as she pleased now.

The pain in my stomach grew worse, while my heart ached with every beat. After two seconds of silence, I finally spoke in a hoarse voice. "Yeah. I can't afford to drag this out." After taking the signed divorce agreement from me, she tossed me a bank card. "You were with me for ten years, after all. There’s five million dollars in there. It should last you a long time." It was almost laughable. Ten years of youth and devotion, and in exchange, she had built a fortune worth tens of billions, while I was apparently worth only five million.

“Talk to me.” Amelia blinked slowly like she was waking up from something far away. “I don’t even know where to start,” she said softly. Lillian studied her face. “Then start from the part that scared you most.” Amelia gave a small, tired laugh, but there was no joy in it. “Everything scared me.” She looked down at her hands. “Ryan asked for divorce yesterday,” she said quietly. “And today I found out my grandfather left behind a business empire I never knew about.”

I lock my eyes with his and I stare into his cold heartless soul as I respond, “Not anymore, Malachi Finn.” I see light confusion cloud Malachi’s face but I continue regardless, “I’ve filed for a divorce.” “You don’t care about me. You don’t have any regard for our marriage. I was foolish to ever think my love could change you, so I'll be speaking to you however I want from now on. You can leave.”

Gloria Holbrook leaned forward slightly, her expression attentive rather than judgmental. "I endured years of neglect and verbal abuse because I believed marriage meant fighting for love, even when that fight was entirely one-sided. I lost a baby due to stress and trauma from my marriage, and my husband didn't even visit me in the hospital." Gasps and murmurs of sympathy spread through the room. Several women looked shocked, others angry, but not at Ava. "When I finally found the courage to divorce him, yes, it was dramatic. Because sometimes the truth has to be dramatic to be heard." Ava's voice grew stronger. "But I didn't divorce him to chase another fortune. I divorced him to save my own

It had been a week since Amara had filed for divorce on the basis of domestic violence, infidelity, and mental torture. Lucian had provided her with the best lawyers who were able to squeeze Brandon until he gave in. He was furious at first, but then he began to beg for another chance. He knew he would lose everything and would not hold his position another day. Lauren hated the Rostovas with a passion and when she heard what her daughter had done, she was enraged and threatened to disown her if she did not drop the case but Amara had grown beyond manipulation and would not let anyone threaten her.

"It's not about what you did. It's about what you didn't do. Our marriage is a charade, Amanda. We're both living a lie. Amelia’s back, and she doesn’t want to see you! It’s time for our marriage to terminate. So you have to go!" Amanda’s pale lips quivered like if she had fallen into the frigid water. She asked in disbelief, "You’re divorcing me because she’s back? Is our marriage nothing but a joke to you?" "You were not the one I wanted to marry in the first place, and you drove Amelia away two years ago with your filthy tricks. Promising me that you’ll bore me a son to carry on my family name. Amanda, it’s been two years now and you haven’t given me a female child to talk less of a male

He thought she was just angry about the hospital incident and would calm down after a few days. He never expected that after working a few extra shifts, he'd come home to divorce papers. Seeing that she was willing to leave with nothing in the agreement, he still held onto hope that it was just a scare tactic. But then she demanded $100 million in divorce settlement and tried to use the shares her grandmother left her as leverage. At that moment, he was truly furious. Did she think he wasn't worth that much? Without hesitation, he gave her $200 million, showing her that his capabilities far exceeded her demands.

Putting up with the cramped conditions is the small price I have to pay to feel the familiarity of a good friend. A divorce is never easy when you’re divorcing a billionaire. Things tend to take longer than a normal couple’s divorce. It all made my head spin when we were going through the process. Managing my single life, staying knowledgeable in my small company’s finances and trying to be a good friend to Talon was enough to make anyone’s head ache.

Does this mean we’re not divorcing, after all? “Here, it says one million. There’s a missing zero—it should read ten million.” She says, reaching for the document and going through it “I’m sorry, ma’am. The document needs to be taken back for revision. The divorce agreement will be signed on another day. This is all my fault” Her words knock the breath out of me. Ten million? We really are divorcing, after all.