He Wanted Me Sterilized for His Mistress, So I Divorced Him and Took Billions

The day Chloe showed up at our front door, flaunting her three-month baby bump, Julian kicked me out of the master bedroom in front of everyone.

"Chloe is pregnant with my child. She can't be stressed right now."

"From today on, this is her room."

I looked at the man standing before me.

Seven years ago, we built our empire from scratch with nothing to our names.

Today, he was worth billions. And looking at him, I suddenly laughed.

Seven years of marriage. I had taken out an eighty-million-dollar loan under my name to save his dying company.