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 6
~ Chloe ~
It had been three years already.
Three years since the embarrassment that led to my transformation.
Because here I stood, three years later far stronger than I was then.
And I wasn't even talking about physical strength, but power that made the physical bow.
“This event will be one of a lifetime, I can already sense it.” Emery spoke said, straightening her gray gown.
A nod was all I offered, as I slipped on the three-inch high heels. “Let's get going.”
“Hmm, Cole is waiting outside already.” She took her purse in one hand, handing me mine, which I placed my phone in, then we both left the duplex out to where Cole Praizon stood, leaning against his car, with two year old Donald playing beside him.
“Mimi! Mummy!” Donald rushed to give Emery a hug.
“How've you been my lil’ champ? Was Uncle Cole nice to you?” Emery asked, her tone dropping to match that of a cute kid.
“Hmm. Uncle Cole was manageable.” He replied with a chortle, moving to me. “Mummy, he bought me a new shoe.”
“That’s nice hon.” I ruffled his hair slightly, and with that, we all got into the car where a driver sat, ready to lead us to the event.
Once the four of us were settled, he started, driving off.
Donald wasn't just any child, he was Emery's. One as a result of a cryptic pregnancy.
Seven months after breaking up with Sam, she gave birth.
I'd told her to let him know, but she refused, deciding to raise her child alone.
Okay, not fully alone, as I'd ensured to be of help in as many ways as I could, where Donald just randomly developed calling me ‘mommy’ and his mother ‘mimi’.
Emery was cool with that though.
And then there came Cole, the one person who'd assisted in my success.
He was the CEO of a millionaire company and had led me to the right paths, ending with a great increase in my company's rank.
Out passing Dale's and his family's own.
“We've arrived.” Cole's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
A guard from the event rushed over, opening my side of the car, while another moved to do Emery's and the third headed to Cole.
Heeled legs first, before my full body emerged, face unsmiling, emitting power I'd carried over the years.
Emery stood by my right, Donald in hand, while Cole took the other side.
And together, the four of us strutted in, heads automatically bowing upon our arrival.
The event was huge, housing people of wealth and influence, but as I got in, most acknowledged me with a bow.
I mean, that was expected from the CEO of the biggest company in California, second biggest in the US, third in America and fourth worldwide.
And within a space of three years (what many haven't achieved in three decades).
Something that automatically birthed respect.
We went to take our seats.
Our food was served, next with three glasses of margaritas.
It would've been nice if Cole hadn't made the mistake of spilling some on his shirt.
“Ah shit.” He stared at it with a frown.
“When you're not a child, how did you do it?” Emery rolled her eyes.
“A mistake, as you can see.”
“Alright, no arguments.” I stopped what might've lasted till the end of the event. “Cole, you can head to the toilet and clean it up.”
“Hmm.” He got up after a nod.
“I'll tag along as well.” She was already rising to her feet, then the two left, leaving me and dear Donald alone.
“Good morning ma'am.” A female appeared beside me, her smile too wide for her face.
I stood up to answer. “Hmm, morning.”
“I'm Winty from the Zeal company….” And there she started the usual advertisement I was used to.
One most companies told me.
Usually, I'd stop it, but I just didn't feel the need to.
At least not until the weight of a stare landed on me.
So intense that my body had to turn on its own accord.
My eyes instantly locked on his.
The guy I hadn't seen in three years already.
My ex-husband.
Dale.
His face expressed pure surprise which I managed to swallow.
“Mummy.” Donald stood up, clutching my dress. “Can I go to play with the music men?”
I didn't bother replying to him. My mind filled, as he stared from Donald, back to me, a frown growing.
Who would've thought I'd ever see him again. After three years.
And at such a big event.
Our gaze held for what felt like an eternity, both of us obviously unsure what the next action should be.
So, I decided to be civil and head to him, dismissing Winty while taking Donald's hand.
“M—”
All I wanted was to offer him a greeting, when that was cut short by Nora's sudden appearance.
Without even glancing my way, her arms flew straight around his neck. “Baby, I thought you were going to wait for me outside.”
Baby?
And that was when my eyes caught it— the diamond ring flashing on her finger like it belonged there.
He was married to Nora?
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Tonight was supposed to be Cordelia's grand engagement party, the night she finally secured her future.
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.