The Magical Bra

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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Mara's POV

My mum couldn't even wait for me to get close to her room door before she threw her shoe at me.

"Ouch mum!" I yelped and held my nose that had just been bruised because she didn't miss her target.

"What are you doing here?. You intruder!" my mum screamed at me.

"Someone please help there is a thief in my house, a murderer, a kidnapper, someone save me,!" My mum suddenly began to yell.

"Mum?" I looked very surprised because I couldn't comprehend what was happening.

"Don't you even dare to call me that because I am not your mother. The daughter I gave birth to will never be brave enough to spend late nights outside" my mum was giving me a stern warning as she pointed her index finger at me.

Tears flowed from my eyes as I couldn't hold them back anymore.

"I don't know what I have done to you that makes it difficult for you to trust me.

You couldn't even open the door for me last night and you risked my life. I was attacked yesterday and I ran to the house. I ran to my own mother but she shut the door and refused to take me in" I continued my sob as I wiped the tears from my eyes.

"You didn't even bother to ask why I was late and where I had been all this while, you just concluded and decided to scold me. It is so not fair mom because I do everything for you and you don't care about me.

I'm such a horrible child" I managed to talk in between my sobs and I could see that my mother's heart had melted as she walked up to me and tried to touch me but I moved away from her.

"You already denounced me as your daughter. What else do you want?" I wiped my tears.

"I'm sorry Mara, I thought.." My mother was trying to plead with me as she felt very remorseful.

"You thought that I had purposely stayed out late! You thought that I had started doing the things you forbade? But even at that mum. The punishment you gave me last night was more than my offense.

I could have been killed" I interrupted her.

"I'm so sorry, my baby. I didn't mean to but I was so upset" my mum also joined me to cry.

"I'm really sorry, it won't ever happen again okay" my mum was trying to assure me.

"Come I will make your favorite meal for you" my mum promised me as she made her way to the kitchen.

"No mum, I have had breakfast.

My boss was the one that helped me. Come let me tell you everything" I pulled her back and made her sit on her bed as I wiped her tears and began to narrate the whole story to her, cutting off the part where I threatened my own boss of course. I didn't want to put any crazy ideas in her mind.

At Mia's orphanage

"Why are you packing your things Mia?" A little girl came running into Mia.

"I am going for a sleepover at school, Lakshmi said it would be nice" Mia replied as she continued to go through the things that she would be needing.

"Wow! Can I come with you?" The little girl looked at Mia with pleading eyes which had no effect on Mia at all.

"No I don't think the school would allow me to bring you along" she replied the girl.

"But Mia, I won't be in any trouble." The girl wasn't planning on giving up.

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