Novel & Cerita The Billion-dollar Divorce

"I have revised the divorce agreement. If you have any objections, please sign it." Olivia glanced at it. The divorce agreement she had drafted before only had one condition: she wanted ten million dollars in compensation. The current divorce agreement, on the other hand, was much more extensive. It amounted to a billion dollars, part of which was made up of villas, cars, and real estate properties. She chuckled lightly. "Mr. Miller, you're really generous." Instead of looking at her, Ethan lowered his head to glance at his wristwatch. "It's what you deserve."

With a broken heart, a weakened eyeballs that were tired of crying, and my weak soul I look up to him "Congratulations Nickolas Michealson you have succeeded in breaking down my walls, from today I'm giving you the freedom you have always wanted, you can have the traitor you love so much, I strip myself off every legal right you and I have over each other" I pulled off my wedding ring "Here…." I showed him the ring and threw it away in the rain "I Ava Della Sanchez, Divorce you Nickolas Michealson as my lawfully wedded husband, I give you the freedom you've wanted so much. Sorry for bothering your life, and sorry for ever loving you, I will sign the divorce papers and send it back to you"

Her face had gone white, jaw clenched, eyes locked on him with pure fury. He'd agreed to the divorce. His name was already on the signature line. But according to the terms laid out in front of her, she owed him thirty billion dollars in divorce settlement. Something close to a disbelieving laugh escaped her. She'd already agreed to walk away with nothing. And this still wasn't enough for him. He wanted thirty billion dollars from her. "Julian, is this a joke to you?!" Fury won out. She hurled the stack of papers straight at his face.

Sabrina added, "Yes, Mother, leave it. This isn't yours to worry about." Seeing the three of them, father and children, all of one mind, Margaret gave in. "Fine, fine. I won't say another word." She glared at Victoria once more and turned her face away. Attorney Crawford, who had been sorting the papers, now stepped forward. "Mr. Hale, the divorce agreement is ready. Please review it, and if everything is in order, sign below. From today, Mr. Peter Winters will be obliged to repay your debt of four hundred and twenty thousand crowns. I will notify the court and have the summons delivered to him. As for Miss Winters, I have investigated thoroughly and found no debts. And because of the prenup

I cleared my throat and started to recite everything I had already decided on, “The profits stay a hundred percent mine. We might be married to the world but within these walls, we are not and our private lives must stay separate. There will be no jealousy, nothing of that sort.” He shrugged, “As you will see, all of that is in the deal anyway, no jealousy no falling in love, nothing complicated. It is only a business contract” I swallowed, my next words were going to change everything. “Then I agree, the documents?”

From the remote fishing villages of the Azores to the bustling literary circles of Lagos and Paris, the human spirit was sovereign, protected by an empire built on truth, honor, and unconditional love. The journey of *Divorced by My Husband, Loved by a Billionaire* had traversed the bitterest winters of betrayal and the most magnificent summers of redemption. But as the white hull of *The Albatross* cut gracefully through the sapphire waves toward their alpine home in Cap Ferrat, one absolute truth remained engraved upon the stars: love anchored by truth can never be defeated. — THE END —

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.

“Two billion dollars.” Her brain stuttered. “Two billion.” “It protects both of us. Ensures we keep this professional. Business only.” Two billion dollars. An impossible sum. A sum that would destroy her but barely dent his fortune. “That’s not equal,” she said. “I could never pay that.” “Then don’t breach the contract.” His voice was calm. “Neither of us will. That’s the point.” She should walk away. Should tell him this was insane, that penalty clauses on feelings were dystopian and controlling and wrong.

To watch me cling even harder to my gentle husband. But this time, I stayed silent. My silence was starting to get under his skin. "Say something! Cat got your tongue? Or are you actually stepping aside? Perfect -- Vivian's way more fun than you'll ever be..." "Are you done?" I cut him off. He froze. This time, I didn't reach into my bag for our marriage certificate. Instead, I pulled out my phone and forwarded him the divorce papers my lawyer had sent me. "Ethan." I looked him in the eye.

Fred’s POV Henry our butler told me Emily had actually signed the divorce agreement, and I’m not going to lie, I was surprised. “She also got into a Rolls-Royce, Sir,” he told me when I returned home that evening. Retreating to the living room, I settled down in front of the fire Henry had made. I can’t believe that she really did it. I honestly didn’t expect her to sign the papers so easily! I dwelled to myself. But this was what I wanted, was it not? I had longed for Nancy all these years, and finally, we were together.