Trapped With My Billionaire Ex Husband 소설 & 이야기

The room was thankfully unoccupied. “You bastard! I’ll have you jailed for this. What the fuck is wrong with you? You couldn’t wait until after the wedding to crawl up out of whatever hole you live in?” Tracy whispered furiously. “You lied to me,” Josh whined in an accusatory tone that sounded so ridiculous. “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I saw your husband-to-be on TV and googled him. He is a freaking billionaire. How does a billionaire’s bride-to-be not have a hundred thousand dollars?” Josh asked. He was no longer slurring his words as much as he had before.

She sighs and thinks, “Since when did I become a celebrity? These people seem to have nothing to do but gossip about other people.” The second top searched news was also about her and the Franks. The first news is written, “Alexia Rivas, a Divorcee is the Fiancée of the Richest and Youngest Billionaire in the country.” And the second one being, “Alexia Rivas, seen with the Billionaire Fiancé in front of Excellence Entertainment Center.” They arrive in front of the jewelry company and he is about to alight the car when she holds his hand and asks,

"After all, I look like I made a scene in that restaurant? So what does he want me to do, let alone like that?" "I feel betrayed by my own husband." "I understand that I don't know anything in the world they're dealing with, in other words I'm stupid in that kind of talk. Of course I don't have a company and I'm not a CEO, right? Let's just say I work in Montreal and I'm an architect and designer. We don’t have the same world, we have very different states of life and I can never match him. He grew up rich and an heir while I was just a normal citizen. "

“Marry you?” Helena whispered as she was still in a haze over the situation. “But why do you want to marry me?” She asked, Helena was stunned by his absurd demand. Why would the powerful billionaire ask such a thing from her? Evan’s lips stretched as He gave her an estranged smile before leaning back. “You don't have to bother with it, Miss Perez. All you have to do is agree to be my wife and I promise you that no one will be able to glance at you in a wrong manner let alone hurting you and your son will forever be yours.”

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

i gave her a warm glance and she nods, tapping my shoulder lightly. I was ready to shed my sorrows. I’d sulked too long, crying over George, craving closure, feeling betrayed by my parents. Now I had a whole year to myself: just a wife on paper, with fake smiles for the paparazzi. I might as well start enjoying it. Marrying a billionaire was something most people considered lucky. But in my case, it felt like a prison sentence. My heart still bled, and hatred burned in every fiber of me for the man I once dearly loved. Still, this billionaire was my ladder to the top.

“Yes. After everything. I’ve tried… but I can’t keep defending you. I can’t keep cleaning up your mess while you spiral out of control.” Revan’s hand trembled slightly as he reached for his glass of whiskey. The amber liquid sloshed but didn’t spill. “I’m spiraling? You think you’re the one suffering? Look at me! Look at what I’ve done to my empire… all because of her! Do you think I like being powerless? Do you think I wanted this?” Celine’s lips pressed into a thin line. “You’ve been obsessed. Obsessed with Aruna. Obsessed with what you can’t have. And your obsession has poisoned everything—our life, our friends, your business. I can’t… I just can’t watch anymore.”

“Promise me, you’ll never let me feel jealous.” Nathan nodded firmly. “I promise. Because from the start, only you have ever managed to win my heart.” Elena smiled in contentment, leaning back into his embrace. The world outside felt meaningless, so long as she had her husband by her side. “Once, I was betrayed by the man I loved. But I know… my husband now would never betray me the way my ex-husband did,” Elena thought.

He is not the man I thought I was marrying. And now I am stuck. Pregnant with his child. Trapped in a relationship with a man who is about to lose everything. I need a way out. I start making plans very carefully. I called a lawyer and asked about child support and custody arrangements. I open a separate bank account and start funneling money into it, money that Kier does not know about, money that will keep me afloat when he finally crashes and burns. I did not sign up for this. I signed up for a billionaire husband and a penthouse apartment with a lot of mansions and a life of luxury and ease. I did not sign up for a bankrupt alcoholic who cannot even look at me without thinking about his

“What are you doing here Amal?” “It’s no longer mom? How rude have you become?” “Very rude, and you lost the privilege of being called mom.” “Fair enough.” “What do you want?” “Well, knowing who you are and after seeing the news about your husband’s real identity, I had to come to stop you from making the wrong move.” “What are you talking about?” “Ashley, Duke, your husband is the richest and most powerful in the whole fucking world. And now, because he didn’t tell you, you feel betrayed.”