From The Ex Wife To A Billionaire Heiress Chinese Drama

Modern

Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.

Modern

I spent two years as the perfect, dutiful wife to Foster Baird. I was his unpaid PR consultant and his emotional punching bag, enduring his mother’s snide comments about my orphan background all for the sake of a "marriage" I thought was real. But when I went to the City Clerk’s office to replace a

Romance

I was in the hospital, enduring the agonizing pain of labor, while my husband, a famous hockey captain, refused to show up. When I called him for the twelfth time, begging for him, he lost his patience. "Giving birth is a woman's job, don't bother me with this stuff." Then, I heard my stepsister'

Modern

My mother-in-law, Diane Thompson' s relentless Facebook posts, mocking my inability to conceive and celebrating "real grandchildren," had chipped away at my self-worth for two agonizing years, each jab a sharp reminder of my perceived failure, amplified by my husband, Mark' s, deafening silence as h

Billionaires

Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who s

Modern

My husband, Deegan, plunged a needle into my heavily pregnant belly. He said it was a mild sedative to "slow things down." The truth was a brutal betrayal. His brother's widow, Karmen, was also due, and her son had to be born first to secure the family inheritance. He was sacrificing our child for

Billionaires

I sighed a few more times before driving my car away. I don't care about him anymore. but I forgave him a long time ago even though I was very hurt by what he did before. Oh God! I hope our paths never cross again.

Modern

On our third wedding anniversary, I spent all afternoon preparing a perfect dinner, waiting for my husband. He showed up three hours late, bringing his first love along with him. Her hand was resting protectively over a softly rounded belly. Augustine looked at me coldly and announced that she was p

Literature

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Billionaires

My marriage ended at a charity gala I organized. One moment, I was the pregnant, happy wife of tech mogul Gabe Sullivan; the next, a reporter' s phone screen announced to the world that he and his childhood sweetheart, Harper, were expecting a child. Across the room, I saw them together, his hand r

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"Wow, that's more like because he hates you, disrespects you and just wants to use you to build his own career. Oh my goodness, you really crack me up Sophie. You know what, it's quite very easy to fool others, but please don't lie to yourself, okay? Otherwise, why would he sleep with me for the WHO

Romance

For six years, my husband, Corbin, used his severe mysophobia as an excuse for why he could never touch me. I believed him, until I saw him tenderly caress another woman-his ex-girlfriend, Annis. When I was later left bleeding on the pavement after saving her life, he walked right past me to comfort

Billionaires

"Sign the papers, you devil!" Elena snarled with curse. "Are you blind to see that you're no longer needed here?" Kendra had it all-money, power, a loving family, until she threw it all away for a man who would give her the world. After being married to him for four years of abuse and exploitatio

Romance

He called her boring. He said their marriage was a mistake. Then he left her bleeding, heartbroken... and pregnant. Lily devoted seven years of her life to a man who only saw her as a convenience. When her husband, Alex, demanded a divorce, she begged him to stay only to discover he'd already pro

Billionaires

BLURB "Sever all ties with Tray. Then sign the document on the table." ​Lauren froze. He knew Tray's name? ​"Why?" she whispered. ​"I have no interest in being someone's side-piece. It's a three-year marriage contract." ​"Marriage?" ​She had been bracing for a termination letter, not a we

Billionaires

Kayla's life takes a reverse following a devastating divorce in this story called "From Orphan To Heiress," She unexpectedly forms a partnership with celebrity trainer David Miller after being neglected and mistreated by her ex-husband and in-laws. As they set out on a life-changing adventure togeth

Romance

For twenty years, I lived a life of pampered luxury, the cherished heiress of the powerful Harrison family defined by our sprawling Hamptons estate, my loving adoptive parents, and my intense, often unsettlingly devoted brother Julian. Then, a cold, thin file placed on my father’s desk shattered ev

Billionaires

My wedding day. The smell of salt and roses filled the Hamptons air, and I stood in a multi-million-dollar gown, ready to marry the man I loved. Then, a nightmare replayed: shirtless men swarmed me, their hands grabbing at my dress, turning my reception into a vulgar spectacle orchestrated by my fu

Romance

Quinn Morgan gave up her identity and career to marry Sebastian Meyer. She became a dutiful wife, putting all her efforts into making him happy, only to be abandoned for his first love after three years. Shattered and broken, she divorced him and disappeared without a trace, after discovering she

Billionaires

"Just because I couldn't afford to buy a gold ring for my wife she cheated on me with her boss. Today I am the heir to the company where they work," Jamole intoned... Jamole was a poor janitor who adored his wife, Stella so much. When his wife wanted a gold ring for her birthday gift, he told her he