Ragdoll

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

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In the Phoenix City.

After spending half an hour in the AY Jewelry Store, Sherry Xu finally decided to buy a necklace the shop assistant had suggested.

However, before she could give her bank card to the shop assistant, an arrogant female voice came from behind her.

"This necklace doesn't look very striking. However, it's unexpectedly a limited edition... I'll take it then!"

The woman's voice was sweet and feminine, but it had an arrogant tone to it that was enough to make anyone feel annoyed.

The woman walked over to the shop assistant, her high heels clacking on the marble floor, and stood beside Sherry Xu. The smell of her perfume gently wafted into the air.

Hearing this, Sherry Xu was stunned for a moment, and wrinkled her nose with distaste. Without casting a mere glance at the woman, Sherry Xu handed her credit card to the shop assistant. "Wrap this up, please," she said.

"A woman like you doesn't need a necklace like that,"

the woman beside her sneered. This time, her voice was even more offensive and discriminating. Before Sherry Xu had time to react, the woman rudely pushed her aside with her hip.

It was not until then that Sherry Xu looked at the woman's direction. At one glance, she instantly recognized who that woman was -- Jessie Liang.

What a small world!

"Can you take back your credit card? I still have other urgent matters awaiting me," Jessie Liang scoffed. Sherry Xu's other hand balled up into a fist at her side as she glared angrily at Jessie Liang. 'There was no way this woman could be serious!' Meanwhile, the shop assistant looked at the two women, unsure whether or not she should take Sherry Xu's credit card.

Seeing that Sherry Xu did not move a muscle, Jessie Liang looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I just said?" she said arrogantly.

Having no patience for Sherry Xu's stubbornness, Jessie Liang raised her hand to hit the back of Sherry Xu's hand.

The slap was so hard that Sherry Xu's hand immediately turned red. It didn't help at all that Sherry Xu's skin was quite fair, making the slap mark even more highly noticeable.

The way Sherry Xu looked shocked made Jessie Liang feel even more dominant and cocky. "I'm telling you. Don't try and challenge my patience. Otherwise..."

Jessie Liang then turned around and gave a hard look at the shop assistant. It was obvious that the shop assistant was terrified of her, and didn't want to get on her bad side.

"In case you don't know yet, my husband is rich! He can buy this entire jewelry store without blinking an eye, let alone these two measly limited editions!"

Her words were like a threat. A smile crept up her face as she saw the shop assistant draw back her hand from taking Sherry Xu's card.

With a sigh, Sherry Xu looked helplessly at the frightened shop assistant. 'Poor girl... She was only trying to do her job, ' Sherry Xu thought. Then, she looked down her hand that Jessie Liang had slapped and frowned. It was as red as a tomato now.

'Do I really look so weak to be pushed around like this?'

At a moment of courage, Sherry Xu raised her head and was about to confront Jessie Liang. When all of a sudden, she heard a familiar voice. "What happened?"

Looking back, Sherry Xu was stunned. 'It's... Jeremy. I never thought I'd ever see him here.

He has always treated me like a stranger and now he's--'

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