Incompatible

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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''Shit! I'm late again!'' I exclaimed.

I pulled up to my hair in a high ponytail, then sprayed some light vanilla perfume all over my royal-blue velvet dress and paced myself outside. I'm going to be late to my boyfriend's sister's wedding shower.

This is the third time that I've been late to my boyfriend, Aidan's dates. And I can't help myself but I tend to procrastinate before going to the date. Aidan and I have been together for two and a half years.

We met in college and eventually started dating each other.

At first, the honeymoon phase was exciting. Not going to lie. It was pure and gentle and I knew that Aidan was the one for me.

But, after I got fired from an agency company due to the lack of attendance he became so vile. He never looks me in the eye at times and shakes his head in disappointment.

And sometimes I feel like he doesn't even love me.

''Shit, Shit, '' I said walking slowly on the stairs of the building and try to not make a huge appearance to the main courtyard. There, Aidan was surrounded by his family and friends laughing and drinking at the same time.

I then grabbed a small glass of wine and begin to sip before he gets rowdy on me.

''Catalina! You're here!'' said Amanda, Aidan's sister. She looks just like Aidan except for the eyes, her eyes are ocean-blue.

''Yeah, I made it!" I said nervously.

''You alright, you seem nervous.''

''Oh no, I just am a bit tired you know.''

''I feel you I always get one of those days----''

''--Catalina?!'' Aidan exclaimed from a mile away.

I gulped with sorrow as Amanda excuse her self to the other side of the venue. He paced to me with irritation on his face wondering why the hell I'm late.

''Where have you been?'' He said in a dark tone.

''I---I woke up late and---''

''—Catalina, you've been super late over the past weeks what's wrong with you?''

''Because I--I just haven't been okay with myself---''

''---Okay with yourself? it's that even an excuse?''

''----Can you please lower your voice...---'''

''--No! I'm not gonna lower my voice alright! You see, that's the problem with you. You can't be showing up late to events like this and expect me to be okay with it. Look you lost your job because you are too lazy and effortless-"

''--You're overreacting--''

''--How am I overreacting when you do this: over and over again.''

''-----I'm sorry it's just lately I've been depressed because of the job and I've been hopeless not knowing what to do---''

''--I can't do this--''

''--Do what?--'''

''--With you, I just can't do it anymore.''

''----You're seriously breaking up with me, this is absurd! I did nothing wrong, I know I continue to be late but you know I don't have a car, or don't have enough money to book a taxi---''

''----Catalina? Aidan? What's wrong?'' said Amanda.

''---Nothing Catalina was about to leave, she isn't feeling so well. Right?'' Aidan replied with a lie releasing a small evil smirk.

''Right, it was nice to see you, goodbye Amanda.'' I turned my body around and walked out to the venue. I walked from the venue all the way down to Melrose street and went inside the train station.

About fifteen minutes later, I came to my small apartment and slam the door behind me. I was pacing back and forth trying to cool myself off from what happened earlier. It was just so damn stupid!

Aidan is a dick for even breaking up with me for something that is unnecessary. He could've just gave me some options like: how about next time you call me? or let me help you out so you can get back on your feet. Never.

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