His Revenge, My Unwanted Fortune

Gavin

Billionaires | Completed

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My perfectly curated life, built on seven-figure deals and an untouchable career, shattered with a single phone notification. It was a photo of my husband, Mark Johnson, on a boat with another woman, her finger adorned with a diamond that wasn't mine, a smile on his face I hadn' t seen in years. The caption: "My future." The world spun. I walked out of a multi-million-dollar meeting and drove, aimless, until an unknown number rang. It was Ethan Hayes, my college sweetheart, a billionaire now. His invitation- "Come have a drink with me. For old times' sake"-felt like a desperate lifeline. I clung to him, fueled by betrayal, mistaking newfound passion for a fresh start. We divorced Mark quickly, publicly, brazenly, thinking it revenge. I was a fool. The nightmare began a month later. Explicit photos, private messages, my address-all leaked online. Chloe Miller, the marketing executive, became a public spectacle, a cautionary tale. My company fired me; clients vanished. Ethan' s number was disconnected. He was gone. Then the call came: my parents were dead, their hearts giving out under the weight of the scandal he created. He had orchestrated every single step. This wasn't love; it was meticulously planned, cold-blooded revenge. He ruined my life, my reputation, my family. And now, he wanted to buy my silence. I would rather starve than take a single dollar from the man who murdered my parents. And standing in my ravaged apartment, I finally understood the full, brutal truth: I was pregnant with his child.

Revenge Pregnancy Divorce CEO Drama

Chapter 10

11-04 02:49

Introduction

My perfectly curated life, built on seven-figure deals and an untouchable career, shattered with a single phone notification.

It was a photo of my husband, Mark Johnson, on a boat with another woman, her finger adorned with a diamond that wasn't mine, a smile on his face I hadn' t seen in years. The caption: "My future."

The world spun. I walked out of a multi-million-dollar meeting and drove, aimless, until an unknown number rang. It was Ethan Hayes, my college sweetheart, a billionaire now. His invitation- "Come have a drink with me. For old times' sake"-felt like a desperate lifeline.

I clung to him, fueled by betrayal, mistaking newfound passion for a fresh start. We divorced Mark quickly, publicly, brazenly, thinking it revenge. I was a fool.

The nightmare began a month later. Explicit photos, private messages, my address-all leaked online. Chloe Miller, the marketing executive, became a public spectacle, a cautionary tale. My company fired me; clients vanished.

Ethan' s number was disconnected. He was gone. Then the call came: my parents were dead, their hearts giving out under the weight of the scandal he created.

He had orchestrated every single step. This wasn't love; it was meticulously planned, cold-blooded revenge. He ruined my life, my reputation, my family. And now, he wanted to buy my silence.

I would rather starve than take a single dollar from the man who murdered my parents. And standing in my ravaged apartment, I finally understood the full, brutal truth: I was pregnant with his child.