Dumped by My Cheating Wife, Married a Billionaire CEO

On my wife's birthday, I cut my business trip short to surprise her at home. The moment I stepped into the garage, I saw her SUV rocking violently. Smashing open the window, I caught sight of the most sickening scene of my life. My wife, Chloe, was tangled up in the backseat with her ex-boyfriend, Tyler. I trembled with pure rage. "Chloe, I bust my ass working to support this family, and you're in our car sleeping with him?" Chloe didn't show an ounce of shame. She just sneered. "Aside from money, what have you ever given me?" "You're always away on business trips. Am I supposed to rot in loneliness?" Tyler casually pulled on his clothes, a mocking smirk plastered on his face. "You really are pathetic, Lucas." "You think busting your back makes your wife happy?" "You're wrong. You're just working hard to take care of my woman." I looked at Chloe, my voice turning dead cold. "Since you two are so head-over-heels in love, let's get divorced." I wanted to see just how long her love would last once her personal ATM stopped dispensing cash. Then, I dialed a number I hadn't called in five years—my childhood sweetheart. "I heard you're a billionaire CEO now. If I come back to you... are you still willing to marry me?" After I demanded a divorce, Chloe wasn't mad at all. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Tyler, looking at me defiantly. "Lucas, don't you dare regret this!" I scoffed. You're the one who's going to regret it. "By the way, Lucas, when are we signing the papers? How about first thing tomorrow morning?" Seeing me stay silent, she pulled out her phone and tapped away. "Lucas, I just booked our appointment at the courthouse for tomorrow." "Eight o'clock tomorrow morning," I replied coldly. "I'll be there." Tyler sneered smugly at me. "Lucas, Chloe and I were childhood sweethearts first. We've always belonged together. Just step aside!" I slammed my fist right into Tyler's face. "Get the hell out of my car!" Chloe's expression instantly warped. "How dare you hit him?!" She cupped Tyler's cheeks like a doting kitten, asking worriedly, "Does it hurt?" Tyler stroked her hair like a prized pet, shooting me a condescending glare. "It doesn't hurt. For you, it's worth it!" "Starting tomorrow, we can finally be together. I won't be like him. I'll be by your side every single day!" "That's wonderful!" Chloe smiled radiantly and clung to him even tighter. She rolled her eyes at me. "Hmph!" Rage surged straight to my skull, making my head feel ready to explode. When we got together, she said she wanted to start her own business. I hustled relentlessly, carrying energy gels and caffeine pills in my pockets just to keep from collapsing from exhaustion. And what did she do? She spent all day sitting in her fancy office, daydreaming about being a high-powered entrepreneur. To fuel her vanity, she hired over a hundred employees in one go. In the end, she drove the company straight into the ground, piling up millions in crushing debt. Back then, she bawled her eyes out in my arms, heartbroken. I couldn't bear to see her suffer, so I took on all that debt myself. After her failure, she whined that living in our old apartment was depressing, so I took out another massive mortgage to buy our current luxury house. My debt ballooned by millions more. To keep her pampered and pay off the banks, I worked nonstop, attending endless dinners and meetings, just to give her the best life possible. She did nothing but relax at home in luxury, yet had the audacity to blame me for not being around enough. Had she completely forgotten all of that?"Lucas, since you're letting me be with Tyler, you need to move out of our house. Tyler is moving in." My head buzzed violently, blood boiling in my veins. "I bought this house! I paid every cent of the mortgage! Why the hell should I move out?" But Chloe just scoffed indifferently. "Because the deed is in my name!" I choked on my words, my face burning scarlet with rage. I used to treat her like a queen, shouldering soul-crushing debt just to keep a smile on her face. If she had a bad day, I would blame myself for hours. Now, having finally paid off the mortgage, I realized I had raised an ungrateful snake. Tyler chimed in smugly, "Come on, Chloe. Let's help him pack his bags." "Let's go!" Without hesitation, Chloe grabbed Tyler's hand and headed upstairs. Leaving me standing under the night sky, trembling with fury. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I stormed upstairs after them. Chloe suddenly shoved a mountain of stuff into my arms. "Here, Lucas. Your clothes." "Your blanket." "I have to help Tyler move his stuff in, so finish packing the rest yourself!" The weight in my arms crushed against my chest, disbelief hitting me hard. She was dead serious. Then she picked up a box of condoms and tossed it at me with a smirk. "Manufactured back in 2023, and it's already 2026! Still not finished!" "Take them with you. Tyler's size is way bigger than yours anyway!" My temper exploded. Just as I opened my mouth to confront her, she shoved me toward the door. "Stop talking and get out! You already gave me to another man, so don't hang around my house." "Bye-bye!" Caught completely off guard, I stumbled backward and crashed hard onto the floor, my lower back slamming violently against the door threshold. Meanwhile, Chloe kept hurling the rest of my luggage out the door. My rage shattered all restraint. "Chloe!" "If anyone is getting the hell out, it's you!""I bought this house! I paid every cent of the mortgage! This is my home, and both of you can get the fuck out!" In a blind fury, I grabbed them both and dragged them toward the exit. Chloe wrenched her arm out of my grip, her face darkening. "Did I beg you to buy this house?" "Did I force you to pay the mortgage? You did all of that willingly!" I was rendered speechless, choked by the suffocating burn in my chest. I glared at her, praying to see even a shred of conscience left in her eyes. "This house belongs to me, so get out!" Instead, her icy glare pierced right through my heart as she shoved me toward the door. "Then give me back every penny I spent on this house!" The words burst out of me in sheer desperation. Seeing Chloe freeze in shock, my heart hardened. If our marriage was over, why show her any mercy? "Lucas, you intentionally pushed Chloe into my arms just so you'd have an excuse to take the house back, didn't you?" Tyler shielded Chloe behind him, suddenly twisting the truth. "You finally showed your true colors." "Lucas, you only treated Chloe well because you viewed her as your personal maid! When you want her, you keep her; when you don't, you discard her. You're such a fake!" Instinctively, I looked at Chloe, wanting to clear the air. But Tyler tugged at her arm. "Chloe, divorce him already! Why waste another second on a man like this?" "Don't listen to his bullshit!" I shouted, desperate to reason with her. The next second, Chloe slapped me across the face with all her might. My ears rang sharply, and my head buzzed in shock. I stood frozen, stunned to my core. In all the years we had been together, this was the first time she had ever hit me—and it was over another man's venomous lies. "If he wasn't right, why are you so worked up?" Chloe's harsh interrogation left me suffocating. He was slandering me—was I not even allowed to defend myself? Were you completely blind to how devoted I've been to you all these years? "Stop making excuses, you hypocrite!" Tyler rolled his eyes at me. Rage flared in my vision. Just as I lunged forward to beat the hell out of him, Chloe whipped out a freshly drafted separation agreement and slapped it onto my face. "Sign it!"I stared at the clauses in utter disbelief. According to the agreement, the divorce was entirely my fault. The house, our savings, and every single asset were to go to her, and I was barred from ever contacting her or causing trouble. My hands shook violently. Blood rushed to my eyes as I stared at her, unable to believe this was the woman I had poured my heart and soul into pampering. "Sign it right now. I never want to see your face again." Chloe turned her head away coldly. "What are you stalling for? Let me help you." Tyler impatiently seized my wrist, forcing my fingers to sign my name. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't break free. It was all because I had worn my body down to the bone over the years, running myself ragged to pay off Chloe's reckless debts. Looking down at my crooked signature, I swung a furious punch straight at Tyler's face. Unexpectedly, Chloe snapped instantly. "Lucas, have you lost your damn mind?! You brought this on yourself! Why are you hitting him?!" Enraged, Tyler shoved Chloe aside and delivered a vicious punch to my gut. I stumbled and slammed against the corner of the table. A piercing, agonizing pain shot through my lower back, drenching me in cold sweat and leaving me unable to stand. Tyler walked over, sneering down at me. "Let me tell you something: she's been sleeping with me for a long time. The night before your wedding, she went through three boxes of condoms with me. We tried every position imaginable—it was wild!" "I was the one who told her to start that company and buy this house. I wanted you busting your ass out there so I could screw your wife right inside the house you bought for her!" "Even tonight, doing it in the car was my idea. She does whatever I tell her. I wanted you to catch us so you'd divorce her, and I could have her all to myself. How does it feel, loser?" My entire world shattered in deafening rage. Staring into his arrogant, contemptuous eyes, I let out a guttural roar and lunged at him, ready to kill him with my bare hands. "You sick bastard!" "Lucas, what more do you want?!" Chloe suddenly shoved me away with all her strength, screaming hysterically. I looked at her and saw tears streaming down her furious face. Choking back my rage, I pleaded through gritted teeth, "He's playing you! Getting us to divorce is his whole scheme! Are you completely stupid?!" Chloe froze for a split second. I thought reason had finally reached her, but the next second, she grabbed a kettle of freshly boiled water and hurled it straight at me! I instinctively brought my arm up to block it, scorching heat searing through my skin in agony. "Are you insane?!" "You're the one playing me, Lucas! You're pure trash!" Chloe threw the metal kettle right at my head. "Chloe, don't waste your breath on him." Tyler grabbed me and dragged me down the stairs. My body slammed painfully against every single step. "Hit me again, why don't you?!" "You pathetic loser! I screwed your wife, and there's nothing you can do about it!" He grabbed my hair and smashed my head repeatedly against the car hood. Dizziness washed over me, black spots swimming across my vision as I neared unconsciousness. Suddenly, blinding headlights cut through the darkness as a fleet of Rolls-Royces pulled up, surrounding us one after another.