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

"I tell them I'm pregnant with your child. That we've been secretly involved for months. That you pursued me after your divorce." Rowan's jaw clenched so hard his teeth ached. "The headlines write themselves," Selene said softly. "'Rowan Adair Impregnates Mistress Months After Divorce.' 'Billionaire's Secret Affair Exposed.' 'Was He Cheating During His Marriage?'" She stepped closer. "You can't afford that scandal, Rowan," she whispered. "Not now. Not when you're trying to win Marcelline back." His blood turned to ice. "Don't," he said quietly.

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.

Abigail I sat in my apartment, scrolling through social media on my laptop, and smiled with satisfaction. The headlines were everywhere: "ALEX THOMPSON: BILLIONAIRE PLAYBOY OR PREDATOR?" "FOUR WOMEN CLAIM THOMPSON CEO THREATENED THEM" "THOMPSON INDUSTRIES STOCK PLUMMETS AMID SCANDAL" It worked. My plan had actually worked. I picked up my phone and looked at the text messages from the three women I had hired:

I spent over a year searching for her. I wanted to apologize to her. I wanted her to give me a second chance. I wasn’t a good husband to her and I wanted to make it up to her. But when I found her, she was a completely different person. Layla had transformed her life into something beautiful. She was a successful businesswoman in Japan. Layla had gotten her life together and I knew she wouldn’t want to have anything to do with me. Especially how I treated her during the time we were married.

And now, she shows up with $10 million in cash? The Sophia In front of me wasn’t the same woman I had entered this marriage with. The soft-spoken, obedient girl who was barely more than a stranger had transformed into someone entirely different—a woman who now seemed to thrive on this newfound power. It was hard to ignore, even harder to comprehend. She met my gaze, her voice steady. “It’s my own money, James.”

Lester tried to rape me because he couldn't stop his attraction to me. I can use that against him. I will make him fall in love with me again. I’ll steal him from the woman who stole him from me. I’ll get my ex-husband back. *Beep!* *Beep!* *Beep!* At that moment, I heard my phone vibrate on the coffee table. I picked it up, the sandwich on my other hand. “Hello?” [The lawsuit has been withdrawn, Miss Camilla. Do you need me to drive you to the clinic?]

It wasn't as if they couldn't take their leave, but everyone was curious, wanting to know how everything was going to end. Probably they have heard about brides abandoning their grooms on their marriage day, but the groom abandoning his bride on the marriage day was something that rarely happens, but right now it was about to happen, and it wasn't just about to happen to any ordinary person but to Sarah Jones, one of the richest billionaires in New York City, and this wasn't a scene one would afford to miss. Meanwhile, Xavier sat at a corner in the church, his facial expression calm as if nothing was happening.

Her father nodded, a small smile on his face. “I promise, Monica,” he said. “I’ll tell you everything. Just please, be patient and try to understand.” Monica nodded, impatiently. Her father Victor started telling her about the woman he is living with. “Her name is Rachel, and she was once married to a millionaire. When I was in prison, I did a lot of research about her, and she has all her husband’s money, cars, houses, and they had no children. Yes, she inherited all of that right after her husband passed away,”

My jaws clenching, I picked the tv remote and turned up the volume. The news anchor’s voice cut through the silence, way too cheery for the headlines below it. “Alright, America, let's dive into the juiciest news of the day. The entire Internet is shocked as America's Socialite Queen, Sloane Harper files for divorce from Business Tycoon, Adrian Cross.” A photograph of Sloane and me standing together popped up on the screen–our wedding day, Sloane smiling at the camera with her arms wrapped around me. I scoffed, shaking my head. Grabbing the vodka bottle beside me, I poured myself a glass.

Now that he’s wealthy, she falsely claims to have donated her heart to him to extort more money. An obscure nobody like me instantly trended across all major platforms. The entire internet learned that Bryan Abbott, the trillion-dollar celebrity entrepreneur, had an ex-wife. They also learned just how heartless and ungrateful his ex-wife truly was. [She abandoned Mr. Abbott back then. Now that he’s rich, she comes crawling back to borrow money?! How shameless!] [Borrow? That’s not borrowing!] [Mr. Abbott received a heart from a kind donor. How dare she claim it was hers?]