After My Scumbag Ex-Fiancé Dumped Me, I Turned Around and Married a Construction Foreman

One moment, my scumbag ex publicly breaks off our engagement, calling me a castoff from my family who isn’t worthy of marrying up. The next, I drag a handsome construction contractor I met on the roadside after he stepped in to help someone, and we get our marriage licenses on the spot! Everyone laughs at me for being so desperate that I’d marry a penniless nobody just to get revenge. I smile faintly, then turn around and sink tens of millions into starting a company for him, spoiling him like my “most expensive kept man.” Then one day, my ex’s company goes bankrupt, and he gets on his knees begging me to spare him. I’m still baffled when my “broke” husband strolls over with a yawn and puts an arm around my waist. “Honey, there’s no need for you to handle something this trivial. I’ve already taken care of it.” Me: “?? Aren’t you a construction contractor making three thousand a month?” He lowers his head to kiss me, his voice lazy and indulgent. “Oh, I forgot to mention, honey, my salary is measured in… hundreds of billions.”