Trapped With My Billionaire Ex Husband の小説・ストーリー

"I also leave all the money in my investments, offshore accounts, and my current banking accounts, worth one hundred billion dollars." "That's impossible!" Belinda exclaimed as she stood up from the couch. Her voice caused an echo in the sitting room, and everyone looked at me. "My husband didn't write that will! He wouldn't have left so much money to his bastard child and not me!" She fumed. "I've been his wife for 43 years and was the one who helped him get everything that he had! I am the one who built his empire and got him where he was!"

Ready whenever you are, baby. Trust me, that was all Vincent needed to devour me whole… and to think that this was the first of many nights like this as a married couple… I failed to ruin my billionaire ex-husband as promised, because he ruined me instead. THE END.

"A ruthless womanizer, buying love and discarding hearts like trash. Did our moments together mean nothing?" "My wealth, not my heart, was what you sought," I countered, my voice unwavering despite the turmoil within. Jessica's face contorted in rage and despair. "You're a monster!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the room as she stormed out, leaving shattered emotions in her wake. As I sank into my plush leather chair, exhaling deeply, I felt relieved. Another mistress gone. I'd grown accustomed to this familiar cycle. I always made my situation crystal clear: a fiancée, waiting patiently on the island, and I wouldn't commit. Yet, they'd eagerly accept, enticed by the promise of lux

Chapter 164 Sasha's POV While Sienna and her husband were going through their own problems, I was also going through mine with my husband. I just discovered a shocking truth. I had been married to my husband for a few months now and everything seemed perfect. We were in love and I thought we had a strong foundation of trust. But, I just found out that my husband was the son of a billionaire.

I cupped my chin and then he gripped my elbow with wide eyes. "That is great. Wh-" "I thought of it but its like so huge. Like it's really huge" The smile slowly wiped from my face as he looked me dead in the eye. "Your husband, he's a billionaire. Isn't he and he has the exposure. You have the exposure, Aal. It's going to hit and it's going to be amazing" He said and my voice died in the silence of my thoughts. "See?" He shrugged his shoulders before backing off, yet till somewhat close.

"Or maybe I’m worried. You think I can’t see what’s going on? The car, the shiny new office—" She let her gaze sweep me up and down before leaning in close. "—you’re playing house with a billionaire, Amelia. We both know how… dangerous that can get." I let out a sharp scoff. "Oh, please. You’re one to talk. You’re the one who stole my husband for a chance at playing house with a billionaire. Except, Tristan still—" I stopped myself, biting down hard on the words before they slipped past my lips. For one second, the urge to twist the knife burned bright.

“You know I am doing this for you. For us. You are taking this way too personally.” “For me? Tell me how.” “I don’t want the world judging you for marrying me immediately after my wife left.” “You still have the temerity to say that even though the other person married right immediately?” She chuckled darkly. “Can someone fill us in on what is happening, please?” Maxwell asked. “Well, we ran into your ex-in-law at the hospital today, with her new husband and while the man insulted me and Jonathan, he only stood there, like a fool!”

"And I don't owe you my heart just because you finally decided to act like a husband. Eighty-five days left." I opened the door and walked out into the corridor, leaving the billionaire CEO trapped in his glass tower, choking on the realization that his ultimate sacrifice was still three years too late.