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No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

Xiao Xiaosu

I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

Modern Revenge Divorce Revenge Female-centered Divorce

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Neon lights were flashing in the dark night of C City. The day was a busy, and the night was joyful.

Half past nine in the evening was the most active time. It was a chaotic scene in Lux bar. Men and women were dancing on the dance floor, where they could vent their emotions everywhere.

Suddenly, a bright light came over on the stage in the center of the dancing floor, and everyone's eyes were attracted by it. They quickly looked over, and saw a woman in a gauze skirt. Bold as she was, her small face and restrained and shy look was very young!

While the guests were guessing the identity of the maiden, the host walked onto the stage and spoke loudly with a microphone, "everyone, please calm down! "This lady is the artist we signed today. Of course, she is of great value to us!"! million! Open the bidding begins! "

"Well, she looks very ordinary. Is that also worth one million?"

"Yes! Was her body gilded with gold or silver? So expensive? I can give you a 50% discount. I've bought it! "

Standing on the stage and listening to the people downstairs haggling like buying cabbages in the vegetable market, Emmett Zhong couldn't hold back her tears.

Today, she had received the hospital's critically ill notice, and if her brother hadn't received the treatment, she wouldn't have gone to such a dangerous place in exchange for high fees for the surgeries.

Although their words humiliated her, she didn't retreat or escape, did she? She couldn't bear to see her brother die because of lack of money for surgery! That was her only family! The only family!

At the thought of her dying brother, she plucked up all her courage to bravely stand on the stage, turning a blind eye to the guests. This was her stage. Although it was an embarrassing stage, she had to be proud, instead of crawling at their feet like a dog!

Dad and mom, you must protect Emmett Zhong and Joe Zhong in the heaven. Please bless them! He must hold on this night, and he would be fine!

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