Novel & Cerita The Disabled Heiress, My Ex-husband Would Pay Dearly.

She sighed. "Mom and Dad were in a horrible car crash three years after I got married. They weren't killed, but they were badly injured... they were in comas. I had power-of-attorney, obviously, but their wills stipulated that extraordinary measures had to be taken in such cases, so I ended up spending all their money on their care. When it ran out, I thought about selling the jewelry that I'd inherited from my grandmother and mother, but it wasn't anything like enough, so my ex said that he'd pay for it. Then he told me – he said that if I ever left him, he'd – he'd pull the plugs."

“I love Sophia. If it weren’t for that mute, I’d be happily married to her.” “And I’m grateful you’re not, or you’d have bankrupted the company.” “That’s bullshit.” “Stop whining. Remember, we made a pact with Deborah’s family.” “Tch… I know, but they gave me their disabled daughter.”

It hurt so much to imagine that her late husband's legacy, which was their only asset, would be sold to pay off debts. ***

“Mia. You don’t have to be stubborn.” I smiled bitterly. It was never about money. I had married him when I had nothing. I would leave him with nothing too. Because the only thing I ever wanted from him wasn’t something money could buy. And he had never given it to me. “I’ll be fine,” I repeated. >>>> The following days passed quickly. Once I made my decision, everything became easier. I resigned from NovaTech. The apartment I owned before my marriage was sold. The other properties under my name were handed over to agencies for management and sale.

That made me wonder who they were. I took a deep breath and said, "You've got the wrong—" However, I wasn't able to finish my sentence before Sienna picked up the ledger and threw it in my face again. "Stop spouting nonsense. Are you going to pay the one million dollar maternity fee?" Disregarding the fact that I wasn't the fake heiress of the Jensen family—and even if I was—the lady of the Jensen family, Molly Dawson, didn't give birth to me. So why did I have to pay for the nine months that I didn't spend in her belly?

"But, why when we were still together, you didn't...." "Peter, haven't you ever heard the saying that patience always pays off? Or, that we shouldn't blame someone before examining our own shortcomings first?" Leora asked with raised eyebrows. Leora's words and attitude made me feel uneasy. After divorcing her, I got a lot of surprises from her and honestly it made me regret my decision to divorce her even more. Who would have thought that Leora came from the richest family in the country, that she was a lost heiress, and her life that was originally worrying turned out to be full of wealth and luxury.

She was never in support of me marrying Sebastian for his money, always preaching about the power of love. Fucking idiot. How dare she call my husband and tell him that I've been lying. What kind of a mother was she, huh? Miss fucking two goody shoes that can't stand her daughter's happiness! Which is why she'll always remain poor! Now she wants to ruin everything for me too? I would never end up like her. Never.

“I don’t know what is going through your head Rita, but might I remind you that you are the adulteress in your past relationship? You decided that you were better than the man you were with and wanted to claim another instead, just for money. Now that your ex has moved on and is happier without you, you can’t stand it and have to make others miserable to make yourself feel better.” “How dare you speak to me that way! I am a heiress, and you are nothing compared to me. Once Grant realises that you are just after his money, he will leave you without a second glance!” Internally I smirk knowing how wrong she is. But outwardly I keep my face impassive which infuriates her even more.

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

But what stunned me the most was the supposed person I'll be married to. “I’m marrying the disabled heir?” I uttered in disbelief. “He has a name!” Sophia snapped. Jameson Blackwell—the once-celebrated prodigy whose tragic accident had made headlines months ago. He was paralyzed, confined to a wheelchair. I looked at Julian and asked bitterly, “If I were really your sister, would you have me marry someone like this? Why are you all so selfish? This is too much for me to bear. If this is a prank, stop it, please!”