The Billionaire's Prodigal Wife Novels & Stories

“As long as it's your child, Alex.” Alex hissed. “Things like this don't work out, Layla. I have seen lots of billionaires who were in this position regret their actions. The mother of the child always comes back for her child.” He pulled me closer. “It will affect you and your position will be threatened.” He let out a sigh. “Women like that are whores, they love reaping where they didn't show. She would demand that I marry her someday.” “I think that's better, Alex. It's high time I left this mansion. I was never good enough.” I said standing to my feet as the tears flowed effortlessly down my cheek.

She had to leave here as soon as possible. "Don't go anywhere." Kendrick's Mum called her back. And instead of her usual wide smile, her features hardened and she gave Hailey a cold look. "Tell us, Hailey." She came forward and smiled bitterly. "Isn't it enough that you were lucky to become our son's wife? Are you so greedy that you can't wait to get rid of him so you can claim all his wealth before his child even arrives?" Hailey staggered back and stared at her wide-eyed. What was the meaning of this? What was she talking about? This sudden change in the woman's behavior was frightening. How did she get the idea that she was after Kendrick's life?

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?"

But tonight, amidst the glitz and glamour, I sensed an undercurrent of tension, an invisible threat lurking in the shadows. Unbeknownst to us, a rival billionaire, Charles Blackwood, vying for Alexander's power and wealth, had hatched a sinister plan. He had hired a seductive spy, Isabella, to infiltrate our lives, to seduce me and extract valuable information that could be used as leverage against Alexander. We were pawns in a dangerous game of cat and mouse, and the stakes were higher than ever.

Kathleen trailed off for a while and she gulped down saliva just one second from my imminent snap. "...Russell Walker is desperate for a wife. I don't know why, but my instincts tell me that it has something to do with Jeffrey Walker. Maybe it's something that relates to Mr. Walker giving Russell Walker a condition to emerge as the CEO of Tyler and Walker Corporation, which in this case is that he finds a wife in the space of one month. This is crazy right?"

"Emily, it's not how it looks" "How could you, Ness?". "It happened all too fast. I swear everything literally just happened yesterday. I can't give you the details but…..this isn't exactly a most conventional marriage. I can't give the details I'm sorry". I feel so embarrassed about my family's dilemma and what it has come to for us. I absolutely would never share that piece of information. Emily peers into my face. "Is he the Mafia?". She whispers. I laugh at that point. Damien might be filthy rich and obviously influential but no, I don't think he's a member of the Mafia. Or is he?

Chapter 30 The words on the screen didn't make sense at first. Riley stared at her phone, her fingers tightening around the edges as her breath hitched in her throat. Right there on the main entertainment page, a massive headline stared back at her: *BILLIONAIRE DECEIVED TO FATHER SOMEONE'S DAUGHTER BY EX-WIFE* Directly beneath it, another site had already picked up the story with a different caption: *BILLIONAIRE DECEITFUL WIFE CAUGHT: THE SHOCKING TRUTH BEHIND FREDRICK WELLSPRING MARRIAGE*

But the question; I needed to answer. “Two Munites, I guess.” I said, my voice low and husky. They laughed uncontrollably, including me. As far as i was concerned. The answer hit me hard. I was the wife of one of the most famous billionaires in Los Angeles. The CEO of Blackwood Industries. We've been in love since college and we planned to keep ourselves till marriage. On our wedding night, I realised he had a small cock. He didn't even last 10 Minutes when he flipped over and slept off.

"Nothing in return? Uncle, she planned it all! She got billions! That was the return!" "She got those billions because that is what your father wanted! Because out of everyone in this world, she was the only one who was faithful!" Roberto approached and pointed at Henry’s chest. "Listen to me, Henry. If you continue this beastly behavior toward that woman, you won't just lose shares. You'll lose a Godfather, too. Fix yourself before you are completely consumed by the darkness in your heart."

How lucky was I to have a billionaire husband, even if our relationship wasn’t perfect? The look on her face, Serena’s shocked, bitter expression when she realized I was no longer the shabby beggar she wanted me to be, was priceless. I could still see her eyes narrowing, her fake smile trembling as she searched for a way to drag me down again. She couldn’t stand seeing me clean, dressed neatly, and living well. So, of course, she brought up the debt. I sighed, brushing away the crumbs on my hand. How did we even get here? One moment we were like sisters, inseparable and the next, she had turned into my sworn enemy. Was I cursed to always end up alone?