His Ex-Wife Came Back-Stronger
"Listen, I'm tired of this marriage. We only got married because I needed a wife to secure my CEO position, and now that it's settled, you're not useful to me anymore." My husband, Dale, said to my face, nothing close to guilt flashing in his expression.
And that was when I knew... I really was nothing to him.
With tears in my eyes, I signed the divorce papers and left.
Left his house. Left his family. Left his life.
But not without a promise to myself. A promise that no matter what, I would come back. I would come back stronger.
The nobody they see me as, will come back as somebody.
Somebody they'd all need.
.......
Chloe Dave thought life loved her when she got married to Dale Beldson, the hottest man on earth and her long crush.
That was proven wrong, when what was supposed to be a happy marriage, turned to a depressing one, with a husband that rarely acknowledged her existence.
Still, she held on to the hope that if he'd chosen to marry her, there'd be something in there. Some emotions in there.
That died the moment his bestfriend, Nora framed her for laundry and attempted murder, and he chose to believe Nora over her.
Even after all her pleas, he still refused to give heed to her.
He saw her as a nobody.
His family saw her as one.
That was when Chloe vowed to come back and shock the world.
Shock Dale Beldson, her ex-husband.
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Chapter 1
~ Chloe ~
My husband didn't love me. He didn't hate me either.
What he felt for me was worse... nothing.
A nothingness I'd gotten used to. One I'd decided to adapt with.
Until the night that changed it all.
And it started when the car came to a halt.
A guard moved to open my husband, Dale Beldson's side of the car, and I watched him emerge, revealing that full six foot four figure I'd fallen for.
What everyone had fallen for.
It was kind of hard to not drool over such a well built man.
He was the nation's most handsome man after all, physically built to perfection.
Shoulders and chest carved like crystals. Blue eyes that shone brighter than ever, then with his dark blonde hair combed and sleeked marvelously, he defined hot.
'Hot' that I fell in love with.
Love that began the moment I got to high school at fifteen, him being a senior in his final year.
Five years passed, and I couldn't stop gawking every time I got to see him.
So you must imagine how blissed out I'd have been when he approached me on my twentieth birthday, asking to marry him because he needed a wife to secure his CEO position.
Then, it had seemed perfect, but now... after two years in, with us barely speaking to each other and sex that felt like an emotionless ritual, I could say my fantasy was dying.
Still, I held onto the hope that if out of all the females that had a crush on him, he chose me, then there would still be something in there.
Some feelings he had for me, hidden somewhere, deep down.
And every day, he hadn't proven me right nor wrong.
He barely spoke to me on a daily basis.
But today, something felt off.
I got out of the car, trying to study him.
His jaw was too tight, shoulders squared more than it normally would, eyes cold and distant.
He even had a frown on.
Normally, I was used to him being cold (because, what billionaire isn't), but that afternoon, it was different.
"Is everything alright?" I had to ask once I was beside him.
Only to be greeted with a deeper frown, before he started towards the mansion.
What was wrong with him?
Still, I didn't bother re-asking.
Instead, just rushed to catch up with him for the family dinner.
His family I hated totally.
They were like thorns in my paths.
Most of them disliked me, and they were sure to not hide it.
All because of one person. One annoying person.
"Dale!" That annoyingly sweet voice greeted the second we were in, her five foot six figure rushing to throw her arms around his neck.
And Dale, even more annoyingly, allowed her, returning the supposed hug.
His shoulders even as much as relaxed a little.
Seriously?
"You're here early." He said in that deep tone of his that I still loved.
Even when he was here, lovingly hugging someone who was meant to be 'just friend'.
"Hmm. I wanted to see Amber." She pulled away, then turned to me, her smile growing. "Chloe, you look nice."
I had to draw in a breath of patience. "Thanks Nora."
Nora Clint was probably the synonym of a nightmare.
If frustrating was a person, then it'd be her.
She was very great at masking her love for Dale in front of him, but when it came to me, she was very blunt with her insults.
But I could barely do anything, because apart from being a millionaire's daughter and the sister to my elder sister's boyfriend, she was also Dale's childhood friend and his family's perfect choice for him.
All in all, she was favored every time.
My name on her mouth brought Dale's frown once again.
"Come on, let's get going." Without glancing at me, he just began strutting off.
"Dal-" I was going to once again try to catch up, when Nora snatched my hand, halting me, the smile and pretend-friend phase dropping faster than ever.
"I don't see why you still attend these dinners when it's obvious you're not invited." She sneered. "Even Dale doesn't want you here."
"That's not true." I yanked my hand free, glaring at her. "He's just in a bad mood. Probably because of work," it didn't have to be because of me, right?
She burst out laughing like that was the most ridiculous thing ever.
"Whatever you want to think," then she stepped forward, "but you should know also that today will mark your last day in this house."
Her smile was back, while I stood confused.
"Alright then Chloe, see you later." She then walked away.
As I moved to the dining hall, I found myself fidgeting with my dress.
What had she meant by today was my last day?
What was she planning?
It probably shouldn't have bothered me knowing how Nora was, but it did, because I had a feeling, she just might be right.
Especially as I entered the hall to find Dale whispering to his father, but the moment I stepped in, they paused and Dale's cold stare landed on me.
I couldn't shake off the feeling that his bad mood wasn't about work... but about me.
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But an hour before the banquet, she received an anonymous video. Her fiancé was in the hotel's penthouse, tangled in the sheets with her stepsister. They had even paid off her trusted staff to keep her isolated.
Cordelia didn't shed a single tear. She walked onto the grand stage, hijacked the screens, and broadcasted their betrayal to hundreds of New York's elite. She tore up the multimillion-dollar prenup and threw the pieces in his face.
"The engagement is canceled. My legal team will seize your family's assets by tomorrow morning."
But instead of support, her own father violently grabbed her wrist, furious that she ruined their reputation. Her stepmother tried to slap her for the cameras, and her ex-fiancé threatened to completely destroy her career. Surrounded by the people who were supposed to be her family, she was treated like the villain.
Just as she was cornered, Justice Duncan, the most ruthless billionaire on Wall Street, stepped out of the shadows.
He offered her absolute protection and capital, but only if she signed a five-year contract marriage to mother his four-year-old heir.
But when Cordelia finally met the little boy, her blood ran completely cold.
The boy was the exact baby she was told she had miscarried four years ago. And the billionaire handing her the marriage contract was the same stranger who had taken him.
9.2
After two years of a loveless marriage, Maria Lewis was handed a cold divorce agreement. But she didn't leave quietly. She gave James Bennett one last drink, seduced him for a final night, and disappeared-secretly pregnant with his child.
Five years later, Maria returns as a powerful member of a secret organization, with two adorable kids and an identity he never saw coming. She's no longer the woman who once begged for his love. She's confident, untouchable, and completely out of his league.
Now, the man who once looked down on her clings to her, desperate to win her back.
But Maria has her own plans: protect her children, crush her enemies, and make James regret every choice he made.
She left with nothing, but returned with power, babies, and no mercy.
8.4
In a city of ambition and glittering skyscrapers, he rules with cold precision. She lives untethered, bringing warmth and chaos into his ordered world. When the free-spirited intern and the unyielding CEO cross paths, office politics, hidden desires, and long-buried secrets collide. Can love survive in a world of power, control, and risk-or will their hearts remain trapped behind glass walls?
7.4
The first time my husband tried to have me killed, he used our eight-year-old daughter as the bait.
After I discovered his affair with a woman whose college tuition I was paying, he staged our daughter's kidnapping to lure me into a trap.
I woke up in a hospital, my legs amputated, my womb removed, a permanent cripple.
My husband, Eugene, played the part of the grieving spouse perfectly, promising police he' d find the monsters responsible.
But I overheard him whispering to our daughter in the hallway.
"You were so brave," he praised her. "You made Mommy believe you were in danger. It was the only way to stop her from leaving us."
Her reply destroyed what was left of my soul.
"I like Brenna better anyway. She's prettier than Mommy."
They thought they had broken me, leaving me a shattered shell of a woman. So I let them believe it. I faked my own suicide and vanished. Now, three years later, I've returned. Standing on two legs of polished steel, I'm the CEO of a robotics empire, and I'm here to burn their world to the ground.
7.2
He broke my heart ninety-nine times, but it was the last one that finally killed my love for him.
At his family's party, his new girl theatrically stumbled, pulling us both into the pool. My heavy gown dragged me down, and I gasped for air, reaching for him.
But he shoved right past me. He saved her.
Through the chlorinated water, I heard his voice, sharp and clear for everyone to hear. "Your life is no longer my problem."
The world went silent. My love for him died in that pool.
But the final humiliation came a week later, at a high-stakes poker game. He kissed her in front of everyone, a brutal, public execution of my worth.
Then he looked straight at me, his voice booming across the silent room. "She's a much better kisser than you ever were."
Later that night, I overheard him talking to his second-in-command. "I'll keep her around long enough to make Ellie jealous. Give it a few weeks. She'll come crawling back, begging me to take her back. She always does."
My love, my pain, my heartbreak—it was all just a game to him.
So I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I went home, opened my laptop, and applied to a university in New York. This wasn't a threat. This was a burial.
9.6
To save her brother's life, she signs a one-year marriage contract with a cold, powerful billionaire.
No love.
No intimacy.
No feelings involved.
At least-that was the deal.
Living under the same roof with Adrian Blackwood, she slowly discovers a man who protects her in silence, shields her from his ruthless family, and watches her like she's already his world.
What she doesn't know is that this marriage was never business to him.
He has loved her for years-quietly, painfully-waiting for a chance that finally came disguised as a contract.
When the truth is revealed and the contract ends, will love be enough to keep them together...
or will she walk away from the man who loved her first?
A slow-burn billionaire romance filled with fake marriage, hidden love, heartbreak, and redemption.