LOVE BEYOND SCANDAL

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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"Anna, you have to come to my party tonight!" said Rossie Stuart in a tone that didn't want to be disputed on the phone.

Annastacia took a deep breath and then said, "Okay, fine. You win, I'll come to your party. But I don't have a party dress, you know I never involve myself in socialite gatherings. Of course there's no way I could wear my white sneli to your party?"

"Never use clothes as an excuse, you sly woman! I'll send you a party dress this afternoon, Honey. Bye," Rossie replied with her words speeding like a car without brakes.

Annastacia covered her face with her palms. Her best friend was incredibly annoying when she had a desire, it couldn't be denied.

The phone on her desk rang, Annastacia immediately answered the call. "Hello."

"Hello, Doctor Anna, you must come to the ER immediately, there is a patient in a traffic accident in the middle of the city." It was the emergency room nurse who called her in a panicked tone.

"I'll be right there." Annastacia immediately ran to the emergency room.

The emergency room is like a night market that is full of visitors, many patients are bleeding and lying on the patient bed. She doesn't know what traffic accident happened, what is clear is that the collision was very severe and took many victims.

"Okay, which one can still be saved?" Annastacia asked practically, she didn't want to chase a life that was already at the limit of life and death for nothing.

"This woman's vital signs are still good, Doc," said the nurse in charge of the emergency room while handing over the patient data file in question.

"Okay, I'll be ready in the OK room. Don't forget to check the blood supply that matches this patient's blood type." Annastacia rushed to the OK room to get ready for surgery.

Within 5 minutes everything was ready in the OK room.

"Scalpel, please," said Annastacia, asking her cooperator for a scalpel.

The woman had non-sterile irregular lacerations on her chest. Annastacia slashed the edges of the wound to check for tissue damage under the muscle.

"Oohh arterial bleeding, NS please ..., suction ... thanks." Annastacia looked for where the leaky artery was. Luckily she asked for a blood bag for this patient, heavy bleeding sometimes risks causing shock in surgical patients.

Finally she managed to tie the leaking artery with micro thread. Annastacia looked for other organ and tissue injuries, apparently contusions only. After making sure everything was safe, Annastacia stitched back the muscles and smoothed the skin tissue that had been torn apart and then stitched it up neatly.

"Done. Move the patient to the observation room. Take the next patient here. I need the data on the next patient's condition immediately," said Annastacia practically.

Throughout the afternoon Annastacia performed 3 strenuous surgeries. And she still has to go to the party. Oh Lord! Did she have to put a smile on her face, which was paralyzed from exhaustion at Rossie's party tonight? sob sob.

The woman took her car keys and briefcase and rushed to the exclusive parking lot of her car at Wyndham International Hospital. Annastacia was a respected surgeon at the hospital.

Annastacia's age is still very young for her work achievements, she is only 26 years old. Sometimes sacrificing social activities and cutting the desire to date at a young age is worth the results obtained. That was in Annastacia's opinion.

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