The Formidable Rich Ex Wife Novels & Stories

"Don't be scared. I won't confront anyone neither will I do anything that you don't want. I give you my word." She watched me for a while and I figured out she was contemplating on whether to believe me. Finally she spoke up, "It's my husband who did this." So she was married, I thought and for some reason I felt a prick. "He will always beat me up." She slowly began to narrate everything that happened to her and how she ended up with him. "What's your husband's name?" “Kian Lawley— I was shocked which wasn't expected, I had heard a lot about him but never have I thought he would be someone who tortures his wife and makes out with her best friend.

She was rich and powerful as well so naturally everyone were in favour of her. Ally and Gloria followed the couple behind as they made their way into the mansion. Their faces were glowing with so much happiness that one could mistaken them as light bulbs. Hearing it from her son's mouth, Gloria couldn't express her happiness. That useless country girl was finally gone, she sang in her heart. She, too, didn't understand why her husband's father would choose Ria. Back then when the old man suddenly announced their wedding, she was the first to complain and voice out her opinions. But no matter what she said or do, no one paid her any attention because the old man's words were final.

She asks, eyeing get suspiciously. “Because it's Williams Richard's son's mom! The person that slept with Ruth nine months ago is the richest man in the world! Williams Richard!”. “What?"

Philip’s POV To my surprise, I literally could not believe what I was seeing. And there she was, Kendra – my ex-wife – pictured on every television and in every magazine. The woman I’d so callously tossed aside was now a global icon, a self-made billionaire. I felt a lump in my throat as I came to the terrifying reality of what I did wrong. “How the hell did you get these?” I whispered to Adrian. Adrian looked at me and raised his shoulders. “It’s all over the media, man, she is all over the media!”

Still, her pride wouldn’t let her back down. Her maternal family had once been powerful, and she had brought a sizable dowry into her marriage. Digging into that, she took a deep breath and waved her hand. “Fine. Use my private funds,” she snapped. “Victoria, go. Make sure that woman’s left with nothing.” Cordelia, seated beside her, chimed in eagerly. “She’s gone too far this time. I’ll help too.” Together, they scraped together the million Victoria needed. Victoria left Westchester Manor with a lightness in her step. The victory felt imminent.

Lucien answered, voice icy as it boomed in the office, “I know she fucking has children, now you leave here and let me handle it.” “You want me to leave?” Disbelief tainted Seraphina's face as she blinked repeatedly. She looked around as her chest heaved, “I thought you were fucking dying and you couldn't get the deal and I'm here to help you with it and you…” she shook her head as her voice cracked. “You've been seeing your ex-wife behind your back while you have a fucking wife?” “Watch your words in my office, Mrs. Ashford,” the name tasted like bile. It was the name I once used to bore, “if you're having issues with your husband, do leave my office and get it settled.”

Chapter 30 The words on the screen didn't make sense at first. Riley stared at her phone, her fingers tightening around the edges as her breath hitched in her throat. Right there on the main entertainment page, a massive headline stared back at her: *BILLIONAIRE DECEIVED TO FATHER SOMEONE'S DAUGHTER BY EX-WIFE* Directly beneath it, another site had already picked up the story with a different caption: *BILLIONAIRE DECEITFUL WIFE CAUGHT: THE SHOCKING TRUTH BEHIND FREDRICK WELLSPRING MARRIAGE*

"So go ahead. Why have you been desperately searching for me?" "I need your help." I set the glass down without drinking. "I'm Mrs. Seraphine Dominic Ford. Dominic Ford, the richest billionaire in the country, is my husband. I haven't been able to reach him. I don't know why. He was interviewed and he acted like I'm not his wife. Something is happening. Maybe he can't publicly acknowledge me for a reason," I continued, hearing the desperation bleed into my voice. "But I know how much he loves me. I just need to meet with him."

He froze when he saw me, his eyes going wide. “What are you doing here? I thought you were still at the hospital,” he said quickly, motioning for the secretary to leave. I ignored him and let my gaze shift to Kavier. She was stunning, flawless skin, perfect hair, the kind of beauty that turned heads without trying. “Hello, Kavy,” I said, my voice dripping with venom. “I’m Desmond’s wife.” She smirked. “Oh, I know who you are, the hidden wife. The one he married because—”