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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.

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"Ah... You are so bad..."

The woman's voice quivered as Terence Qi caressed her.

Terence Qi let his cold fingers glide across the woman's skin, sending shudders up and down her spine. He leaned towards her ear, and whispered, "I thought you were enjoying it..."

"Terence, can't you be a little gentler?"

"You want me to be gentler?" He pulled away and looked at the woman with his charming eyes, an evil smirk plastered on his lips.

The way he looked at her made the woman panic, her heart fluttering in her chest.

In such an intimate moment, he spoke in a calm and serious tone. This made the woman suddenly feel that they were supposed to be working!

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock——

The person knocked on the door with quick, short raps.

"Terence... Somebody's at the door," the woman complained.

Terence Qi said nothing as he stared icily at the door, his deep eyes like cold daggers.

Knock, knock, knock——

Whoever was knocking was very persistent. The knocks were getting louder and faster by the second.

"Terence.. The door...." the woman repeated.

The man didn't say anything. He sped up so that she could not say a word.

His gaze swept through the door, his eyes brimming with coldness.

'Damn it! That woman again!' he sneered to himself.

It was Hester Tong knocking on the other side of the door.

After a few minutes, it seemed that she knew Terence wasn't planning on opening the door. With a sigh, she pulled out the spare key she had in her pocket and let herself inside.

As soon as she opened the door, the sight of two naked bodies came into her view. Stunned, her face burned fiercely. Hester Tong looked away in panic and didn't know what to do.

'They... What are they doing? Why are they naked like that?'

"Terence, your maid is so impolite. Why would she just barge in like that?"

With an ice cold expression on his face, he turned his head and saw Hester in a maid outfit, standing at the door with a bowl of soup in her hand.

Terence looked at Hester with a terrifying coldness. However, when he saw how red Hester's face was, he could not help but smile with amusement.

It was ridiculous for him seeing Hester in such a shy and ignorant demeanor.

With a sigh, he put on a bathrobe and slowly got out of bed. Terence then casually walked towards Hester. The closer he got to her, the more pressure he radiated. Even though she felt like she was a measly speck of dust in front of him, Hester felt like she had nowhere to hide.

She looked up at him in panic.

He had a charming face with finely chiseled features, like an exquisite Greek God. Terence's handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly as he approached. His long, good-looking and attractive eyes were slightly squinted, and the thick and long lashes cast shadows on his eyes, making him look more mysterious and dangerous.

Hester's heart was beating wildly in her chest at this point. There was no doubt that she was deeply attracted by Terence's charming face. Her eyes went down to his thin, slick lips. Underneath the evening glow coming from outside the window, his lips made him look colder and apathetic.

Step by step, Terence got closer... And closer... He was now right in front of Hester, just mere inches away from her. Hester could feel his hot breath on her face, making her blush even deeper.

Her eyes were now getting watery from all the heat she was feeling in her body.

"Ter... Terence... " she stammered.

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