Dumped by the Billionaire? Joke's On You, I'm A Billionaire Too

Five years into my marriage with billionaire Ethan Carter, we still didn't have a marriage license.

He told me it was a strict rule in his family—no signing the marriage license until we had a baby to secure the family trust.

Five years had passed, and I still hadn't gotten pregnant. I always thought it was my fault.

But a sudden, random check by our insurance clerk shattered my entire world. Ethan had already signed a marriage license—with Serena Miller, his first love.

I drove to his office, my heart in my throat, desperate for an explanation.