The Millionaire Divorce Manhwa Novels & Stories

THE END. I have released a new story titled "After Divorce, I Accidentally Married a Ruthless Billionaire." Please let me know your thoughts on it.

The horrible thing was, her frantic reply had already proved him right before she could consider that he was bluffing. “Is that the real question here?” He replied, a hint of delight hid in his tone. The real question was, what would she have after the divorce? And the plain answer was, Nothing. Levi Connard was a detestable man with a silver-tongue. At every event, every party, every gala, regardless of how much work she’d put into raising that name to where it stood, no one ever recognised her. Everyone praised him, hailed him and stood behind him. There was no doubt that he had already prepared [people and resources] for this exact moment. He had always been smarter than her where it matt

"It's not about what you did. It's about what you didn't do. Our marriage is a charade, Amanda. We're both living a lie. Amelia’s back, and she doesn’t want to see you! It’s time for our marriage to terminate. So you have to go!" Amanda’s pale lips quivered like if she had fallen into the frigid water. She asked in disbelief, "You’re divorcing me because she’s back? Is our marriage nothing but a joke to you?" "You were not the one I wanted to marry in the first place, and you drove Amelia away two years ago with your filthy tricks. Promising me that you’ll bore me a son to carry on my family name. Amanda, it’s been two years now and you haven’t given me a female child to talk less of a male

I shook my head, realizing that he was willing to let me suffer to maintain his facade of wealth and power. "You mean the documents you stole from me. Wesley, not long ago, you gave the mansion you claimed to have built for me to Kiara and divorced me. You even sent men to harass me. If not for Gianni, I would be dead like my parents," I confronted him. "Molly, please, let's discuss this," Wesley pleaded, but I turned to Gianni and declared, "I'm done with them." The police officers escorted them away as Gianni kissed me passionately on the lips. Congratulations," he said as the camera flashes from the audience and professional photographer never stopped.

It dawned on her that his heart belonged to another woman and there was absolutely nothing that could change that. “I owe you no explanation,” Dennis replied with a tightened expression. “You just have to leave. Hold on, do I need to remind you that our union was never based on our mutual love for each other? I don’t love you. You should know better and stop all the drama.” “Alright, I understand.” Nita sighed. However, she maintained an indifferent outward look. She did not want to look defeated before him. Dennis scanned from her toes to her head, “I know you have nothing to fall back to. I’ll make a cash transfer of one million dollars. That should be enough for you to gather the pieces o

"Oh, this is going to be fun." "No one." Daniel's words came out hard and final. "No one treats our family like that and walks away intact." Alexander stood up and walked to his desk. He pulled out some papers and signed them quickly, then handed them to me. "These are share transfers. You now own forty percent of Morrison Holdings. You're a billionaire, Isabella. You have your own money, your own power. You never have to depend on anyone again." I stared at the papers with numbers that didn't seem real – billions, with a B. I was worth more than Marcus and his entire family combined.

“Aren’t you like a billionaire? I don’t see any problem if your inheritance is passed to someone else.” His eyes flash with annoyance. “Do not speak on subjects you do not understand, Amani.” I slam my open palm on the table and shoot to my feet. “Make me understand, then!” I snap right back. “Because I sure as hell know that I don’t want anything to do with you. Not even a fake marriage.” The atmosphere cackles with lethal electricity. None of us wants to back down. “This is your only way out of debt. Not only will you have six months to pay me back, I’ll slash the debt by half, so you’ll only have to pay ten million dollars instead of twenty.”

“Noah Thorne wants me to marry him. A contract, one year. I’d be his fake wife, smile for his business deals. He’ll clear the debt—fifty grand, plus interest—and pay me five million. Fund my design business, too.” Mom’s eyes widen, her hands freezing on the bills. “Five million? Scarlett, that’s…” “Insane,” I cut in, my voice rising. “It’s a trap, Mom. He’s a stranger, a billionaire who thinks he can buy me. I’m not some prop for his corporate games.”

Do you honestly believe you are worth that much? ‘I see that’s a “no”, then.’ I let out a heavy, theatrical sigh of regret. ‘What a pity. In that case, you’ll just have to persuade your son to finalise the divorce with this greedy woman. Look on the bright side, I’ve just saved you five hundred million. And your wife has always wanted a more suitable daughter-in-law. This is her opportunity. If she’s grown tired of Vanessa, I’m sure she can find someone else. And I’m sure your son would appreciate a fresh new face.’ ‘I only want you.’

“I don’t need you stressing her out. It’s bad for the baby.” I stared at him, my heart breaking all over again. “She’s pregnant?” He nodded, finally looking up at me with a cold gaze. “Yeah. So don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” Something inside me snapped. “I want a divorce.” For the first time in months, I saw a flicker of emotion on his face—surprise, maybe even anger—but I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t keep doing this. I couldn’t keep pretending like everything was okay.