Novel & Cerita The Formidable Rich Ex Wife

Squeezing my brows in a deep thought, I cracked my brain for any answer to that question and for the first time in a long time, I was stumped. “I don't know, I don't even know how to begin, as we made an agreement for him to marry our daughter in exchange for his money”, i said dejectedly. “How don't you know anything?” she said as she continued sobbing. Find a way you can even threaten him, she said. “Threaten!, threaten you say, do you even know who we are talking about here?" I asked her as I raised my voice, basically shouting at her. That man is a very powerful man and comes from an even powerful family. He alone basically controls most of the shady business that happens in this city, I

Richard said, his voice low. “There was a woman,” Vivian finally said, her voice barely louder than a whisper. “A few weeks before I came to see you. She contacted me. Said her name was Sienna. Said she used to work for Ethan.” Vivian twisted her hands together in her lap. “She told me she knew what I had done. The photos. Everything. She said if I didn’t make things right with you go to you, say sorry, try to bring you back home she would tell everything to the press.” The room became very still.

Meanwhile, across the town sat Mrs Aurora on a hospital bed with a bandage wrapped dramatically around her forehead with Clara sitting beside her holding an ice pack to her cheek. The phone on the table buzzed. Mrs. Aurora grabbed it and immediately called her son. “Jacob!” she cried the moment he picked up “Finally! You have no idea what happened today. That woman your so called wife was released from prison. And do you know what she did the moment she got out? She latched onto some rich man!” On the other end, Jacob frowned, his voice cool “Mother, what nonsense are you talking about?” “It’s not nonsense!” Mrs. Aurora wailed dramatically “She humiliated us, Jacob. She had her man’s bodygua

When she laughed, it was not with joy but with the brittle sound of glass breaking. “They eat it up like wolves,” she said, tossing the magazine aside with a flick of her wrist. Her green eyes glittered with cruel delight. “Every headline makes her look cheaper, dirtier. And the timing oh, it is delicious. Damian is out of the city, isn’t he? Absent. Silent. That silence will speak louder than any denial she can muster.” Helena’s gaze remained fixed on one of the glowing screens. The headline blared in bold letters, Billionaire’s wife Hides a Dark Past, Secret Child in Russia? She tapped her manicured nail against the glass, savoring the rhythm like a drumbeat of victory.

“-Bella Smith? Jarrod Smith's wife? Well, ex-wife?” I froze, surprised by how much this man knew about me. “Uh-” I stopped, unable to come up with any words. He rubbed the side of his neck awkwardly, “I was a fan..” he trailed off uneasiness evident on his face. When I was in college and after college, I was a model for a fashion collection. I was really social until- Jarrod found out I was pregnant with Cameron's child and my reputation was ruined. That was the only thing I did in my marriage asides look pretty and sexy.

I already knew nothing good would come out of this woman's mouth. “You haven't seen the news?” She raised an eyebrow. “His mistress is trending.” I felt my stomach tighten. “She is pregnant.” Sienna smiled wider. “I guess Victor has no choice now,” she leaned closer… “He'll have to marry her if he wants to protect his image.” She winked.

I am here with my ex-husband who doesn't trust me. I want to run away but I can't. He has blackmailed me. I can't risk my parents life to stay in my comfort zone. I roam around to search for him. I want to tell him that I want to go back. I searched everywhere. He wasn't anywhere. There were couples going into bedrooms. Crazy wife swapping business rituals for business deals. Makes me vomit. I see Arnold with a woman going into one of those bedrooms. I know well what happens inside those rooms. The woman locked the door from the inside.

When she opened the door, she was blinded by the low-key luxurious decorations. She looked at the woman lazily walking down the stairs in loungewear and exclaimed, “Ruth, is your husband the richest man in Sommerset?!” “No...” “But isn’t this mansion owned by the head of the Blakewell family?” Ruth paused for a while. Then, she explained to Pearl that she bought it from the richest man through a friend. Pearl did not believe her and wanted to question her more, but Ruth did not give her a chance and went straight to the point. “Do you want to fight back and make DH give you a public apology?”

“My friends, all from noble families, already have grandchildren with pure bloodlines. It is very beneficial. Their family names grow stronger.” Sarah swallowed her breath. “I just do not understand,” Madam Vexler’s voice came again, this time with a disappointed sigh. “Why is your wife different? She should have been a noble daughter with a clear career. The noble daughters I know are all CEOs, they own companies, they are successful. But your wife?” There was a brief pause, then the sentence was delivered without hesitation. “Your wife is only a housewife.” There was no anger in the voice. That was what hurt the most. The words were spoken as fact, as a final judgment, as if Sarah’s life w

She admired the transformation, although it only added little to her beauty because naturally she was a ravishing beauty. “Everyone should leave the room.” She commanded imperatively, making Charlene look back. None of them hesitated before leaving the room. The fear and respect they had for her when she was his wife was burning in their hearts. Henrietta walked majestically to her and stood in front of her. Charlene didn't know who she was, she only stared back without moving her lips. “Didn't he tell you he has a wife?” The question was enough to convince her that the lady standing in front of her was Richard's ex wife. Charlene mustered courage to talk. “Only heard of his ex wife, he once