The Rebirth Heiress Wants A Divorce 소설 & 이야기

Mamma quickly looked toward me, her eyes brimming with a desperate plea. Cristiano sighed softly, his cold expression softening with a trace of warmth. "We'll get married as soon as Nina recovers, Patrizia. The position of Donna of the Gallo Famiglia has always been yours, after all." I remained silent for a moment before finally giving a slight nod, though I felt completely dead inside. I had died without ever getting the wedding Cristiano promised me in my past life. I wasn't going to wait around in this life, as this would be the last time I donated my blood to Nina. I would leave this place for good and begin a life of my own in three more days.

Elizabeth spatted, anger brewing in her eyes. She never supported her son's marriage to Allison. She still wondered why her son decided to marry Allison who was not favored by her mother in the house. Left to her, she'd have preferred Bella, the heiress of the Brown family who would bring more value to her family. “Office? Well… I guess you've not heard yet. I'm divorcing your son and leaving this house right now, not going on any vacation.” Allison said with a stunning smile, startling Elizabeth into speechlessness.

Chloe called out and I paused, veering around to face her, her face had an expression unlike any I had seen from her, she appeared to be more calm and there was this slight grin curved on her lips, it appeared almost sinister. I stayed silent, waiting for her to speak. “We do not have a prenup if you decide to go ahead with this divorce, I will sue you of every fucking thing you have to your name.” My eyes widened in disbelief. “Now ask yourself, is that bitch worth it?”

Meanwhile, back at the Bennetts' flashy villa. The real Bennett daughter—well, now technically Rachel Bennett—was standing stiffly on the spotless marble floor, totally overwhelmed by the glamour around her. Crystal chandeliers, a spiral staircase, designer rugs... stuff she'd only ever seen on TV. "Rachel, from now on, this is your home. Mommy's going to give you everything you deserve," Vivian said, holding her hand with a smug satisfaction, as if doing her a favor. "You're now our Bennett heiress. Those cheap clothes? Not worthy of you anymore."

After leaving my husband, who did not love me, I restored my status as an heir to a super-rich family. With newfound clarity and determination, I reclaimed my birthright and embraced the responsibility that came with it. No longer bound by the constraints of a loveless marriage, I embarked on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment, guided by the unwavering support of my family. As I stepped into my role as heiress, I vowed to honor the legacy of generations past while forging my own path towards a future defined by resilience, strength, and unabashed authenticity.

She told her the exact reason why she signed the divorce and came back home, which she hasn't told anyone yet, not even her parents. “Who's the mistress?” asked Belinda, curiously. “Roxanne Roswell. He actually brought her here,” she answered. Belinda raised her eyebrows, “Why isn't she with the Mondragon? Did you invite her family too?” Margaux shook her head, “I didn't. I figure he will bring her so there's no need to send her a separate invitation” Their conversation got interrupted when Abigail suddenly showed up. “Am I disturbing you?” she queried.

“You can't do this to me. Not after everything we have been through together.” I looked up at him. At the man I had once loved. The man whom I had given my all to and he had betrayed me in return. Isabella stood up now. “Ahtisa, you’re overreacting. If Adrian had done something wrong. You shouldn't be acting this irrational. He's your husband and moreover you know nothing about handling a company.” "No one asked for an outsider's opinion." I turned coldly at her and she stopped talking. “I’m not done,” I stood slowly. “I will also be filing for divorce.”

she added with a meek voice. “You are coming back right? Cassidy added raising her brow at her. Hailey had remembered how she was drawn to sleep using the sleep-inducing Incense and woken up in the Rothschild family, She remembered how marriage had been slammed to her face even when she had least expected it, Marriage wasn’t in her previous life but she was suddenly pushed into marriage in such tender age, If she wasn’t lucky to meet such a Person like Nolan, what kind of position would she be by now?

Anthea chuckled dryly while staring at his towering figure. “Of course. I had to figure out why my runaway ex-wife would suddenly reappear in my life as the Morin heiress after disappearing for five years.” Rayan’s voice was filled with sarcasm and mockery directed at her. Well, what could she expect from him? It ran in his blood. Whose whole family was pro in this game? And what did he just say? Runaway ex-wife? What a shameless bastard! Did he really just say that to her face? Did he remember everything that he and his family did? It seemed like he did.

But she was rich and no expense had been spared to make it a luxurious apartment befitting her status as the daughter of a rich man. "Ivy, " she began tentatively. Ivy turned to her sharply. She swallowed, a lot of things had changed ever since she'd been reborn. Things she had no control over, her accident was one, second was Ivy. She didn't know how to remove her from her life. She'd betrayed her, that was known, but after discovering that her new actions in this second life had new consequences she had to take things slow. To give her fate to Ivy, to make her marry her husband.