Romans & histoires Wooing His Billionaire Ex Wife

She didn’t want his comfort; not now, not after everything. "Evelyn, listen to me," he urged, his tone turning urgent. "You need to go back to Michael. If you don’t, the Sullivan family will pull their shares from the company. You don’t grasp what that means. This company is my life. Your future hinges on it." Her head snapped up at the mention of Michael. "Is that all you care about? The damn company? Not me, not your grandchild—just the business?" Her words were sharp, laden with disdain. The man who once protected her now felt like a stranger. She rose abruptly, fists clenched, her body trembling with anger.

She trailed off, speculating on the particulars of where she was or might be, what might have been the reason for her disappearance, of course, her high-profile marriage to the famed business tycoon. Literally, almost all sort of some powerful billionaire loses his wife, and she's alone and out somewhere, and here is Kai, desperate enough to put a reward on his own wife's head. I admired his grit. "Well," I whispered, "looks like I finally got what I wanted.”

That was where Douglas fell in love with her at first sight, but she was completely engrossed in her studies that she barely noticed him. After school, she ran after Philip, leaving Douglas heartbroken. Douglas forced himself to heal, worked hard to acquire his wealth, and became one of the most influential and wealthy men in New York. When he proposed to Kendra’s father to marry his daughter, he agreed, but she left, and ran after the man that turned her into a punching bag. “Welcome once again, Mr. Nelson. My daughter has finally returned and agreed to your proposal. Don’t you think we should start the marriage preparations already?” Hawthorne asked and Douglas smiled.

“What?” “You don’t even remember, do you?” His eyes darkened. “Twelve years ago, my father wanted to sell a majority stake of WestGate. He chose you. You—some upstart with charm and suits and your father’s name. He overlooked me, Rowan. His own son. And I watched you skyrocket while I got crumbs.” I stared at him. “This is about business?” “No. This is about power,” he hissed. “And Ivy? She was just a delicious bonus. The golden girl. The sweetheart of L.A.’s fashion scene. But do you want to know the irony?”

But now, it was seeming like a more uphill task than he had initially thought. It was not just his innate attraction to her that he was battling though. His claim to the family's empire also depended on not just his ability to get married, but to produce an heir that would carry on the legacy. Getting Olivia pregnant would be the final nail in the coffin that would solidify his claim and make sure that everything went to him. But unfortunately, Olivia did not seem to share his concerns since she was not even aware of them anyway. Noah had no intention of telling her that he had approached her with the intention of using her anyway, especially not now that he had come to realize just how much

he said without care to his former wife that was now his ex-wife even though he heard the rain pouring hard outside, what will Xiara expect to a husband who only used her as a stand-in for her twin? She took a deep breath and prevented herself on letting out her tears on the spot and make herself a clown in this cold hearted billionaire sitting there covered with a frosty might. She took a step forward, toward the direction of the door that was the exit that can finally let her out of her original home.

The man in the picture with her happened to be her partner. A few years ago, they had put their ideas and funds together to start up a marketing company, which rose so fast that it was surprising. She wasn't just my ex-wife who used to stay at home all day unless she had a conference to attend. She was now a boss. She co-owned a company with someone else. She was doing so well on her own and I was very proud of her. I was very happy they weren't in a romantic relationship but then again, who knew what could happen in the near future?

His band's tour had finally come to an end as he was preparing for his six month hiatus and his apartment was ready, just in time for him to move in. I knew that many of my friends from both our high school days and college days would be in attendance, and I knew that the news of me marrying a very powerful man had spread around, so I knew I had to look and play the role of a billionaire's wife. I sighed “this new life is surely an exhausting and tiring one”. “I wonder why he decided to invite our old classmates to his housewarming party. I would ask him when I got there”, I said to myself.

The idea of being down the hall from her was going to make his nights long. When she made her way to him, he scooped her up and kissed her hard. “I’m moving in, Wife.” She pushed at him, yet there was a smile at the corner of her mouth. He loved it when she smiled at him. She sighed. “I saw your little interview. Everyone's phones have been ringing off the hook to get the gossip of the century.” He pulled her in for another kiss. “Are you mad?” She wrinkled her nose. “I don’t understand how this is supposed to help me. It looks more like a way to help you.”

She wanted to be his wife—from d-tier actress to wife of a successful billionaire, and then to superstar Oscar level actress. It was the perfect plan. One which she was determined to make a reality. Except, there was one problem. The darling ex wife whom he still clearly had the hots for. Fortunately, she was an ambitious woman who always got what she wanted in the end. She had a plan.