The Billionaires Forgotten Wife Novels & Stories

Not even her former boss at Ladder to Paradise knew the real reason behind her decision to leave the place, and Alexa, her closest friend at the place, also knew nothing about what she was doing in Haston City. The two people didn't know about it, and neither did her mother know that she was now the wife of a billionaire. Yes, her mother didn't know the truth all along, but if the media started publicizing the truth on television and the internet, the woman would eventually know that she was just a con artist who was hungry for money.

Which coincidentally, Aaron and I went to the same high school back in the days. So I was invited to his wife ‘come back show’ , which is why I am now driving to the venue now. I was actually going to pass the invitation once Aaron sent me that. But when I opened up the invitation, I saw his wife surname, Emily Fransisco, she was one of the famous designer in London, but she disappeared a year ago. I did not know that her disappearing was because she married some other billionaires, I smiled at the thoughts, How lucky could people be in this world? The billionaire’s daughter, Emily Fransisco, could also marry into the Eduardo’s? Maybe that is why the rich people would never lose their wealth

However, Matthew turned to look at me again and said seriously, "You're also the billionaire's wife." I nodded silently. Right now I was a billionaire's wife, but soon I wouldn't be his wife. Of course I couldn’t compare myself to your mother. I also couldn't learn how to spend money for Mrs. Brown, her husband's money was hers but Matthew's money was not mine. If I spent a lot of money, so much that it runned out of money that Matthew promised me after our divorce, wouldn't I have to go away empty-handed? No, I couldn't let that happen. My clothes and jewelry were all bought by Matthew and I would never spend money on them because a single item was worth my salary a month, a year, or even a

Everyone was happy except the two of us. Lexus who was in front of me didn't speak. He doesn't want to, does he? Because come to think of it, how will our lives be? How can we live with each other? We don't even know each other very well. They both congratulated us. I just smiled. But somehow I felt relief that he was the one I would marry. At least our family knew each other. And…. Yes, I'm going to marry a billionaire named Lexus Clark Salvatore. Good luck to me. Really.

“Alright, sweetie. I promised.” “Just give me some strawberry chocolates when you get home, huh?” “Alright, alright, strawberry chocolates for Beatrice,” I repeated. “Enjoy, Heidi! Bye-bye!” “Bye sweetie!” After the call, I handed Blue his phone. I didn’t speak, but I couldn’t help feeling guilty about promising Beatrice. I thought she would forget about it at first. I didn’t expect her to be serious about her wish. The thing is, the child’s wish isn’t easy—to be her mommy and her Dad’s wife. With her Dad’s cold and unpredictable nature, it seems unlikely that we’ll get along. Who would fall for me anyway? He’s the CEO of Convocar Corporation. He’ll meet many women who are just as rich as hi

She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “It’s me. Elena.” The name meant nothing. I wanted to believe her, but my gut screamed otherwise. “Who are you?” I croaked, my throat raw. She swallowed hard, pain flashing across her face. “I’m your wife.” Wife. The word hit me like a punch to the gut, but I felt nothing. No memory, no spark. “Why should I trust you?” I whispered, voice rough. “I don’t even know who I am.”

For those who know that sometimes, the greatest kind of love isn’t loud or perfect. It’s the kind that stays. The kind that fights. The kind that waits. From my pen to your heart. Thank you for trusting me with your time, your tears, and your hope. Always writing for you ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Copyright & Disclaimer © Ernest Brooks. All rights reserved. The Billionaire’s Forgotten Wife is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and settings are either the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), real-life events, or experiences is purely coin

The attention was no longer on me, and I felt a sinking feeling, my fingers digging into my palms. “Miss Adeline, who do you think she is?” One of the women probed. “I have never seen her in our social circles!” “The news says they have been married for over three years now! How could we have not known?” “I guess the billionaire wanted to keep his marriage hidden and private. He must love his wife that much.” “I know right? She is even rumored to be the new CEO of Shaw Industries! Everything must go through her approval first!”

The day had started like any other room service trays, the smell of chamomile tea but the TV altered everything. BREAKING NEWS FROM MANILA," the voice of the reporter announced in clean English across the flicker of monitors. "A confidential family source has exposed stunning accusations that Charles Billion, the billionaire heir, and academic Fiona Generys married after a contractual agreement one made in return for the medical care of Generys' daughter.".

“Now it’s messy.” Still wasn’t a full answer. She knew that. But she also knew it was the most she’d get from someone like me. She brushed past me — not aggressive. Just enough to test something. Her arm grazed mine. I felt her pause. And I didn’t move either. Because I noticed it too. She hated that. — The next morning, the headlines came in. Vale’s Forgotten Daughter and Her Billionaire Husband Spark Questions at Charity Gala. Of course they did.