The Ex-wife's Billion Dollar Comeback Novels & Stories

And there she was. The photo nearly knocked the wind out of me. She was walking out of the summit, that high ponytail sleek and commanding. Her pantsuit clung to her curves in a way that demanded respect more than admiration, though there was plenty of that too. The smile on her face wasn’t wide, but it was enough. Calm, composed and untouchable. “Tech savy Ex-wife just silenced a room full of billionaires,” the caption read. I sat up before I realized I was moving.

I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I wanted to share my personal life with a stranger. But something about him made me feel at ease. "That's because I have no family." I replied honestly. "Your husband? Because I heard the maid calling you Mrs. Johnson," he prodded further. I felt a pang in my chest as memories of my ex-husband flooded back to me. "I have no husband and I have no family?" He looked up to see me curiously. I handed over the divorce papers to him. and he read through it. "He is willing to give you 10 million dollars and the mansion you lived in after divorce?" he asked.

She swiped through her phone, showing Racheal a flood of posts, memes, and gifs. “Racheal is my new hero.” “Victor, who? Team Racheal all the way.” “Evelyn looks like she’s about to explode. Iconic.” Racheal couldn’t help but snort at one particularly brutal meme that showed Evelyn with steam coming out of her ears while Racheal stood victorious with the winning bid. “Okay, I’ll admit—that’s funny.” “See?” Chloe grinned, her eyes sparkling with delight. “You’re a legend, babe. The internet loves a good revenge story. They’re calling it the ultimate ‘ex-wife win.’”

She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Sarah wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon

The people there murmured and made side eyes which made her uncomfortable. “Lyssa, I think we should leave.” She whispered, holding Lyssa's hands. “No, we aren't leaving.” Scarlet walked up to a female teen who had eyes on her since she had entered. “Mind telling me why you all are looking at me?” Scarlet asked her sincerely. “Uhmm, it's just that, it's everywhere on the news and internet that you stole from the famous billionaire family and that you are his ex wife.”her voice quavered.

He is clearly not comparable when compared to his ex-wife's wealthy family. Before they married, his wife owned a flower shop that was already quite successful. And because he brought his wife to live in Seattle, his ex-wife's flower shop business was taken over by his younger sister. And now that they are separated, his wife is back in her old guaranteed life. One granddaughter with grandparents who still make good money and an aunt who works as an accountant at a private bank, his daughter's life is definitely more secure with his ex-wife than with him.

If I say stand here to someone, he would stand but look at me now, I was slowly striding behind my ex-wife like a beggar. I knew I’d caused it. I shouldn't have cheated, if I hadn't, then I won't be facing this but still if I had not, then I won't know this secret side of my ex-wife, that she's a billionaire and that she owns the mansion we used to live in. She turned to me, her brows lowered. “Why are you stopping? Didn't you ask me to rescue you from Matteo’s hands at all cost?” She grinned, a witty and cheeky one. I lulled down a deep breath, looking away. I refused to answer.

FRAMING HIS WIFE AND SENDING HER TO PRISON JUST TO BE WITH ANOTHER WOMAN. *Wow! These billionaires are creepy as hell! This is all they do with their money!* *She’s indeed a queen! Thank God she exposed him.* *Honestly who did she leave him for, she should hold him tight and save other ladies from such a creepy bastard.* *So much for marrying a billionaire, haha!* *Heard he got a restraining order, lol. Y’all gotta be kidding. She should burn him!* I can’t even scroll anymore. I'M TOTALLY FUCKED.

"She showed me the Veyra estate filings. She showed me forty-eight million dollars sitting in an account carrying your real name. The name you hid from me for three years. The name you lied to my face about every single morning when you kissed me goodbye!" "I hid my name to protect you!" I screamed back, the agony bursting out of my chest, my fingernails digging into the palm of my hands until I felt skin break. "My father was hiding from dangerous people! I abandoned the Veyra money because I wanted you, Noel! I wanted a simple life! I wanted to be your wife, not an heiress!" "And what about the forty-eight million dollars, Melowie?" Noel whispered, his voice dropping into a desperate, tort

The wedding reception had started with laughter and music—the sound of love songs that were being played as Gavin and I found ourselves on the dance floor. This was the start of my new life as Monica jones, wife to a powerful billionaire and the beginning of my revenge against my ex husband and ex best friend.