The Billionaire Regretted Losing His Invisible Wife Novels & Stories

" Crystal's fingers dug into her palms. "Did you really think someone like you could ever be enough for someone like him?" Vanessa laughed softly. "Look at you. Plain. Quiet. Nothing." She leaned in, whispering: "You're invisible to him. You've always been invisible. And when his grandmother dies, you'll disappear completely." She pulled back, smiled sweetly, and walked past Crystal toward the stairs. Her heels clicked against the marble. Victory in every step. Crystal stood frozen in the hallway. The door to Ethan's room was still open. She could see the rumpled sheets. His arm, draped over the empty side of the bed. Sleeping peacefully while the woman he'd been with paraded past his wife i

“I haven’t asked much of her, yet she couldn’t even help me secure Kingsley Technologies.” He let out a frustrated sigh. “I’m losing money every time those stocks take another hit.” Victoria felt her stomach tighten. A wave of nausea rose in her throat. Then came the words that shattered what little hope she still had. “She’s just as useless as her mother was.” The tears she had been desperately holding back escaped without warning. They streamed silently down her cheeks. Inside the office, the conversation continued as though her entire world hadn’t just been turned upside down. “Then why did you approve the marriage?” the other man asked. “Why support Alexander in the first place?”

Ethan stood alone in his £50M penthouse, in his £15,000 suit, surrounded by everything money could buy, and felt poorer than when he was pretending to be poor. Because his wife had left. And outside, in the elevator, Elise finally let out a loud sob, hugging her tote bag, whispering: "My husband is a billionaire... my poor husband is a billionaire... what am I going to do?"

He never loved her. He never chose her. And he never believed she could leave. For three years, Elena played the perfect wife to Adrian the cold, powerful billionaire who married her only because their families demanded it. She cooked for him. Waited for him. Supported him and loved him quietly. But Adrian never treated her like a wife. His family constantly humiliated her, while his childhood sweetheart, Sophia, slowly found her way back into his life. The final blow comes when Elena discovers Adrian is planning to publicly announce Sophia as the woman he wants by his side. That night, Elena removes her wedding ring and places it on the table. “I’m done begging for a pl

“Even if it’s in the gutter.” ‎ ‎I clenched my fist, almost punching myself in the face for believing she could be anything different. But I wasn’t going to give her the reaction she wanted so badly. ‎ ‎I gripped the handle of my suitcase and started walking, ignoring her completely. But Vanessa obviously wasn’t done. She grabbed my hand, pulling me back violently. ‎ ‎”You know,” she whispered maliciously directly into my ears. “I used to wonder what it would be like. Being you. Married to the man of my dreams for two years, sleeping beside him every night and still being so… Invisible.”

The promises I had made to myself. And Damien. "I wanted to know whether someone could love me without knowing what my family owned." The reporter's expression softened. "And did you find that?" I looked across the room. Damien was standing alone now. "No." The answer was quiet. But every camera captured it. The reporter lowered her microphone slightly. "Do you regret marrying Damien Vance?" I took a slow breath. "I regret losing myself while trying to make a marriage work." The ballroom became even quieter. "I don't regret loving someone."

Sherlock shrugged stating everything as a matter of fact. "I heard there is so much that happened in my absence. I was not in this country. It seems the billionaire exposed your secret about prosthetics to the whole world. Your man went to kill his wife and she made him taste his own piece of shit. For a revenge you went to abduct her and the fancy pants romeo brought you a loss of 100 millions by blowing away your properties and businesses. And thus you got frightened and sent his wife back to him. What good did you achieve by removing me from your mafia? I obeyed all your instructions by trapping that girl in a fake love game. If I was there with you, I would not have allowed you with so m

I looked into his eyes, trying to find answers, but all I saw was that same sadness—a deep, haunting look that felt strangely familiar. “If only I had come into your life sooner, maybe you would have been mine, Katniss. You wouldn’t have ended up as his wife. And I wouldn’t have felt this pain… the pain of being forgotten, of being treated as if I don’t matter,” he said softly, his voice full of regret. His closeness made me nervous. My heart pounded, and I put my hands on his chest, gently pushing him back as he kept moving closer. My head felt dizzy with all the emotions and thoughts running through me.

"Mr. McCoy, the fault is ours. Your wife was clearly tired; she truly forgot to pay for the necklace. It’s just a misunderstanding." "Step aside," Vaughn told him coldly. The older man shuffled away. The billionaire advanced toward his wife, and the fact that she seemed unbothered with the whole thing pissed him off even more. This wife of his had amnesia, but she wasn’t stupid. There was no reason for her to take jewelry from the store without paying for it and cause a commotion. He had to leave his place of work just to come here.

She trailed off, speculating on the particulars of where she was or might be, what might have been the reason for her disappearance, of course, her high-profile marriage to the famed business tycoon. Literally, almost all sort of some powerful billionaire loses his wife, and she's alone and out somewhere, and here is Kai, desperate enough to put a reward on his own wife's head. I admired his grit. "Well," I whispered, "looks like I finally got what I wanted.”