The Divorced Billionaire Novels & Stories

I thought Carey and I would get along, but it turned out that this grandson of his was not competitive. But anger is anger. It's always his grandson. There's no need to worry about it now. There are other things to do. Piñer's sudden request made Kent sad. He asked, “Why does grandpa want us to divorce?” Piñel got up and walked to him on his crutches. “The Harris family has been through a lot because of Kerry. Even though public relations was done, there were still some repercussions. This is unfortunate for the Harris family, which has not had any negative news for us all year.”

I said like he even had my number. "Of course," he said. "You're going through a divorce but for some reason in the court documents it says you filed for it immediately your mother was put to rest." Dominic said as I frowned. "That's impossible. It was Julian that filed for it." I said. "But it's your name in the court documents. And you requested five billion dollars, seems a bit too much for alimony doesn't it." Dominic said and I couldn't believe it. My lawyers said the highest I could get was the three hundred million I was promised. Where did this five billion come from?

“Not unless you ask.” My heart pounded painfully. “Then why are you here,” I asked. “To tell you,” he said, his voice rough, “that no matter what those tests say, no matter whose blood runs in their veins, I want you.” The confession landed deep, stirring something dangerous and fragile inside me. I looked at him, really looked at him, and for the first time since everything shattered, I saw not the billionaire, not the husband who failed me, but a man standing in the wreckage of his own choices.

We just talked. We talked about everything: old memories, school days, silly jokes. We laughed until our stomachs hurt. But then her expression grew serious. "Aliyah... what happened to you? You just disappeared. I tried calling, messaging... I thought something terrible had happened." I took a deep breath. "It's a long story. But... I'm divorced now." Her eyes widened. "Divorced? From Liam Hemsworth?" I nodded. "Yes. It was... complicated. He never loved me. The marriage was a mistake from the beginning."

“The company is dealing with a crisis.” I stared at him. “So you decided to divorce me?” “It’s not that simple.” “It looks simple,” I replied. “You already wrote the ending.” He finally met my eyes. His expression was flat. Controlled. The same look he wore in boardrooms when negotiations were done. “I can’t afford complications,” he said. The word hit harder than I expected. “Complications,” I repeated. “Is that what I am now?” “Elara, you’re taking this personally.”

The real Scarlett, the one that hated me so much she couldn’t stand to be in the same room with me the entire year before we eventually got divorced, or I thought we did. I swung on her, startled. she jumped backwards, barely missing stomping on her second feet with the first by a few inches, “Tell me one thing, Scarlett. Are we supposed to still be married? When I sent you half,” I sucked in a harsh breath, memories of how I toiled and worked sleepless nights to get the company back in the top running, they all came rushing back at full force. I fisted my my hands by my side, “When I sent you half of all I owned, did you hold up your end of our deal or did you choose to do what Scarlett doe

Whichever one the media decided on was none of my business. We continued talking, “so, what have you been up to? Are you still on the divorce?” He asked, I smiled politely. “Tell me you're still on it. Tell me I still stand a chance.” I dropped the glass on the table. “It's a lot more complicated than you think, actually “ “How so?” “You don't just get married to a billionaire and divorce him overnight unless he wants it.” I said, “He left New York for another woman. I think it's safe to say he wants it very much. Or wait, is he into both of you?”

The smile slowly faded. He married her. Kevin and Stephanie. A day after our divorce was finalized. The man didn’t even wait for the ink to dry. I pressed my lips together, that familiar sting of betrayal flickering in my chest—but it was duller now. Because he hadn’t broken me. He’d only lit a fire under me. And now? I had two million reasons to be a menace. Operation get fired was in motion by Pierce Carter is ready. ~~~~~ I showed up at the penthouse with my cleaning supplies in one hand and my dignity in the other—which was barely hanging on, considering I’d squeezed myself into a uniform two sizes too small and conveniently forgot a bra.

"True, but we are trying to settle our dispute now. I was married after our breakup. But now, I have divorced her. Rita Smith is now my ex wife." Laura's eyes widened. What was this? He was trying to cause a scene to attract everyone. He wanted to tie himself to her, being the last heir of the Jones empire. Leroy was supposed to be here, not him. "Ohh is that so, Thomas? Whoa, who else are you going to rap that to? Huh? That's enough lies, don't you think so?" She said through gritted teeth. Anger filled her already.

Her sobs caught in her throat, silent but no less real. Even if she wanted to leave, she had nowh‍ere to go. Th‍e savings s‍he‍ had were tied‍ up i‍n the house she had paid for. Filing for divorce w‍asn’t just impossi‍b‍le emotionally it was‍ a process that needed money sh‍e didn’t have. Maya curled herself into the ch‍air, her body trembling. She had been betrayed, humiliated, and left al‍one in a home that should have been hers‍ too.