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

"You've been leaving early and returning late recently, acting like you're not even interested in me. I started wondering if there was a problem with me." She seemed to accept that she'd been neglecting me and kissed me on the cheek. "Didn't I already explain this? Work's been crazy, and my stomach's been acting up. That's why I wasn't paying attention to your feelings." I harrumphed. "From now on, don't keep me in the dark if you're not feeling well! I'm your husband, not a decorative piece!" I didn't want her to delay or cut off my allowance because she was sick or upset with me over something I did.

I watched her every move, the sway of her hips, how the slit on her legs showed her shapely legs, and the way she seemed to absorb the adoration she received from everyone and not let it get to her head. I couldn't help but be proud of the years we spent apart. Despite claiming her rightful place as the Ford Heiress, Briana remained simple, humble, and innocent. It made me want to flick every man in the room with my hand so I could have her all by myself. “Easy, boy. Your ex-wife is already melting under your hearted gaze.” Brent mockingly commented on my side. He knew what I was thinking owing to our years of friendship. He seemed unconcerned when I glared at him, plucking a wine glass fr

Daisy laughed and said, "If it's such a blessing, then why don't you marry him? Is it because he's now just a disabled person in a wheelchair that you're worried about? I think if he was still the proud and outstanding CEO of the Drkov Group, it wouldn't be my turn to marry him." "Hey, you dare to argue with me. If you marry a disabled person, that's your luck. Only a disabled person is worthy of a dirty girl like you. Although he is disabled, he is also the young billionaire of the Drkov family. We have arranged for you to enter that house and your life will be happy. This is beneficial to you. What else do you want?" Yaretzi said through gritted teeth. "Am I only worthy of a disabled perso

The cold, dimly lit room was thick with tension. He sat in his wheelchair, the man who had once been the heir to a vast empire. Now, he was nothing more than a shadow, bound to the very thing that had ruined him, the wheelchair. His once, commanding presence now felt dwarfed by the emptiness that surrounded him. He looked at her, his wife, the woman who had been thrust into his life by a contract neither of them had wanted. "Why are you still here?" His voice was sharp, full of venom and exhaustion. He had no desire to make small talk with her. She was a stranger, after all. A woman sold to him by her family as a mere transaction.

Not today. “Listen carefully. You have no right to insult my husband. I’ll say it again—he’s my husband, not a sugar daddy. And if you think that wheelchair makes him weak, you couldn’t be more wrong. You wouldn’t last a single day in his place.” Liana’s eyes widened, half amused, half offended. “Oh come on, Bella. Don’t be so dramatic. I’m just saying what everyone’s probably thinking.” Arabella gave her a thin, icy smile. “Everyone? Or just you—a woman who constantly needs to tear others down just to feel taller? Not enough for you to hang on the arm of a guy who’s been trying to escape this whole time?”

“That was payback for ruining your dress. How about the payback for the slap you gave to me? Becca moved back in fear as she heard what the woman said. The money she had saved for a while to get that dress, the woman casually threw it in front of her. It was at this moment she understood the difference between an heiress and a live daughter who was only spooning off the family.

It sure feels good, I can’t even lie. “Put me down!” I giggle lightly. “Of course not, this is an exercise for me. I have to carry you and our son when he comes of age” “Of course not” my laughter intensifies, “you have to go and make a lot of money while I take care of ours sons” “But you are clearly richer than me, babe!” A slight pout appears on his lips, “the heiress to Avanti and the sole owner of echo” “That’s why you need to make more money, my dear husband”

It was something that he had never witnessed before. He had been crippled because of that car accident. For two and a half years, he lived like a freak, walking on the line between anger and resentment. He had been trying to find out who caused his disability, but he failed to do so. Kayden suspected that the accident wasn't a simple one. He believed that she married him because of his wealth. After all, who would want a disabled man? That was why he treasured Jessica. Jessica had been sending him texts during the time he was immobilized, encouraging him and accompanying him.

Because this was the only chance I had to stand up for myself. “Not only did you cheat on me, Dane. You chased me across cities to ruin my life again. How did you think you'll be able to win? How do you think you'll be able to ruin my life and everything I want to build again?! I'm an Heiress, I don't back down or allow someone like you to ruin me. I'm not defeated easily but instead you're the one who would suffer the humiliation of your deeds Dane. I have a husband now….an empire that I'm building and I won't allow you to ruin me …not now or ever!”

"How are you planning to give him an heir? You do know he’s crippled down there too, right? He can’t perform!" The taunts made my skin crawl, a cold sweat trickling down my spine. I bit the inside of my cheek, keeping my head down, trying to block out the insults. "We’re almost there," I muttered, more to myself than anyone else, gripping the fabric of my dress as though it could shield me. Then came the final blow. "Aren’t you Alex’s ex-wife? We heard he used you and dumped you! Guess you’re only good enough for a cripple!"