The Disabled Heiress, My Ex-husband Would Pay Dearly. Novels & Stories

And I will never take advantage of your money. — My love, this apartment was paid for with your compensation. You may have left the company, but you were entitled to insurance for the attack you suffered. And given the severity of your injuries, no amount of money even comes close to making up for what you've been through, and are still going through. Also, I think you forgot that you are the heiress of two millionaire men. You may think that your adoptive father's entire fortune didn't belong to you, but you're wrong. By law, you are the only child and you have rights that will be guaranteed to you. I insisted on hiring a lawyer to claim his rights to Otávio's fortune. And, in addition to b

I had stopped expecting good things a long time ago. “Yes, but it's not that easy. My son has some…issues. I need you to help him be alive again. He was involved in an accident some years ago. He is bitter and detached from the world, doesn't want to inherit my companies, continue the family line or anything at all. I don't want the inheritance to go to his cousins. That’s why I need you to bring him back. No woman has ever lasted up to a month by his side.” “He must be some kind of monster.”

For two long years, Vivienne believed she was the legally wedded Mrs. Montemayor. To be the perfect, submissive wife Ethan needed, she endured the cold stares of high society and swallowed the endless humiliations from his elitist family. She loved him with everything she had, believing his promise that they would eventually accept her. ​Until she accidentally tore their marriage certificate. ​When Vivienne went to the city hall for a certified replacement, her entire world collapsed. There was no record of their marriage. The document was a complete fake. The man she called her husband had trapped her in a beautifully constructed lie, using her to secure his grandfather’s massive inhe

Joshua frowned at Emily. Emily didn’t let herself be bothered by Joshua’s frowned. Joshua walked up to Emily and said, “How could you?” “Humph,” scoffed Emily. “Just because your rich and famous doesn’t mean that you could just trample on others.” "Dear husband, I'm the billionaire, I'm the fortune heiress you divorce. You can't touch me." Emily looked at him with firmness. “You got eliminated, fair and square," said Megan. Emily raised her right eyebrows at her.

“You should be grateful you get to exist under his roof. The least you can do is serve him properly, or he’ll throw you back where you belong.” My breath hitched but I still didn't react. Clair leaned closer, whispering the final blow, “And let’s not forget, Vera, you’re barren. A wife who can’t even give her husband a child. Tell me, what good are you? You’re just a burden he has to endure to keep his reputation clean.” My vision blurred. Heat surged in my veins, and before I could think it through, my palm landed on her face, so hard that it resounded in the hall.

“This is a big hospital Avery. Very expensive. If you divorce me, you can't afford your bills.” I held his gaze. “Tell me, have you had any guests since you came here? Maybe someone rich? Or more than one person,” he asked casually. I knew what he was doing. “Why ask?” Victor shrugged, then his face lit up. “You won't believe it darling. The heiress of Ardent industries had an accident the same night you did. Isn't that a shocking coincidence?” “People have accidents every time Victor. Nothing shocking about it.” “I know but… she has the same first name as you. There are too many coincidences.” He gave me a pointed look.

The thing, much like the first realization, was unpleasant, even more unpleasant than the first if you asked her. And what was that? The fact that her ex husband, the very same one who had dumbed shit on her head for six horrible years of their marriage, was becoming a thorn in the side and one, that she dare say, saw staying in her life for a long while to come. So, when she walked into her office and found the man, back turned to her, as he admired the trophies and awards she had acquired in such little time being back in the business industry, Amara didn’t even have the strength to cause a scene.

They of course, reminded me how I was no good for their son, and if he had gotten married to a woman from a rich family, we wouldn’t be as stranded as we were and sadly enough they weren’t wrong. I have sold every penny left to my name and have even incurred debts in the process. Was anything even worth fighting for anymore? After paying exorbitant fees to expensive ass lawyers there was no assurance that my husband would go free without having to serve jail time. Kayla refused to be helpful, she chose to lie in bed all day rather than lend a helping hand in at least putting food on the table. Everything was left for me to handle, I had a blackmailer on my neck trying to wring me drier than

“I’ve worked too damn hard for everything I have today. The mansion, the empire... the newly launched companies—I’ve been grinding nonstop to make sure I own the world. And now I’m just supposed to hand over 70% of all that to Alexa? All in the name of alimony? That will never happen, Mother. Never!” Mother walked over, a pleased smile spreading across her face as she gently patted my back. I could see it in her eyes—she was proud of my stance. And frankly, her earlier question didn’t even matter anymore. There’s no freaking way I’m signing those divorce papers. No way in hell I’ll give Alexa a dime of what I’ve built.

What does he know? To him, I'm safe wherever I am because I'm married to Ignatius. Oh no that's not how it should be. It was as if I was sold out. Yes, I was married off to the crippled billionaire. Ahh.. it's just occurring to me now that he is crippled. This is one of the reasons why I don't want to be close to him. What will my friend's say when they hear that I got married to a crippled man. He is not just a cripple but a multi billionaire. His money was literally covering his disability.