My Ex wife Is A Big Shot Chinese Short Drama

My Ex-wife Is A Big Shot

RevengeHidden IdentityModern Romance

My Ex-wife Is A Big Shot

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While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her

Katie Oettgen

As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.

Romance Crime Revenge Pregnancy Enemies to Lovers Pregnancy Personal Growth

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Stacy’s pov.

Getting inside my husband’s house, I met an eyesore. My husband; Greg, was with another woman in the sitting room. They were sitting down.

“What took you long? I have been waiting for you.” He arched his eyebrows at me and that only made me smile. I thought he had missed me for just a short period that I wasn't at home.

“I am sorry. I went to get this bouquet for you. And who is this lady with you?” I kept a calm gaze at him.

“This lady here is Fiona; the woman that is going to replace you.” Hearing that, I couldn't wrap my head around those words.

“Replace me? I don't understand.” I felt a sharp twist in my heart.

“I will speak in plain terms, Stacy. I am ending this marriage.” Those words hit me like a dagger. It seemed like a joke.

“Five years of marriage? You can't mean that.” I looked into his eyes with pains all over my face.

He smirked. “Haven't you heard? I have just been hired by Dragon Empire; a top company in this city. My salary a year is now thirty million dollars.” “Can't you see that we are not in the same class any more? Can't you see that I will be mocked when people see you and I together.” “No hard feelings, Stacy. We are no more compatible.” I can't believe those words coming from him.

“Are you leaving me because of your new position?” I widened my eyes.

“Yes. I realized I can't stay with a pauper like you any more. People like you will only drag me to the mud.” This was unbelievable.

“What?! I can't believe you would say this to me after our five years of marriage.” “I have been supportive and caring through these five years. When you had nothing, I stood by you. Where was this lady then?” I moved forward to touch him.

Only for him to jerk my hands off him. “Don’t you dare lay your filthy hands on me?” “You are just a freeloader and I am not interested in you anymore.” Fiona brought out some documents from her bag and handed it over to him.

“Stacy. This is where we end our five years journey. Sign the divorce papers.” Hearing that from the man I love so dearly broke my heart into pieces. For the five years of our marriage, I have been nothing but supportive and caring.

“How can you be this cruel? Greg. Just because you got successful, the first thing you do is to divorce me after all the sacrifices?” My voice squeezed out in pain.

“I know your problem, Stacy and I am going to fix that for you. Out of my salary, I am going to pay you two million dollars for all the sacrifices. I believe this would start a life for you.”

“I don't need your money, Greg. Now that you are successful, I believe we will enjoy it together.”

Fiona cut into the conversation. “So your plan is to milk him after all. Greg is right for divorcing you.” “People of your class will only give him setbacks and nothing more.”

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