Reborn to Rise: The Ex-Wife's Billion-Dollar Revenge
Language: en
The day I died, I heard my ex-husband's laughter echoing outside the hospital room. He was picking out wedding invitations with Vivian Monroe. I lay in the ICU with tubes running through my body, dependent on machines just to breathe. And there he stood, just fifteen feet away in the hallway, planning his future with another woman. During our six years of marriage, I helped him take a failing company and turn it into a business with over a hundred million in annual revenue. His reward? A divorce agreement and five words: "You can leave now." In my previous life, I didn't sign. I…