Married To An Infantile Man

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 Revenge Female-centered Divorce

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It was a bright sunny weekend, most people lay at the comfort of their home. Some went on to the Beach just to relax because it's summer season.

But that wasn't the same for Miss Ottilin Levine, A detective who life was centered on catching criminals and serial killers

"Sir! There are several evidence against you and I really think you should give up trying to escape!" Ottiline Levine bent and hugged her knees while looked at the Criminal that was standing at the edge of the rooftop.

"I don't want to go to jail! I only just raped them! That's because they asked for it!" the serial Rapist Victor, looked at the edge of the roof as if contemplating whether to jump down or not.

"Are you being serious right now?!" She didn't care about how tired she was and stood straight to look at the Criminal.

"Do you know what those girls are going through because of you?! They did nothing wrong! Absolutely nothing! Not only did you rape them, You posted the video online! One of them even attempted suicide and you dare to say that it is not your fault!" Ottiline took a step in a hurry but Victor stepped back again which almost made him to slip out.

"Don't take a step closer! If not I will jump!" He pointed at Ottiline and threatened.

"To be honest, I no longer want to catch you! You can go on and jump! The least thing that will happen to you is just broken bones but you will feel the pain.

When you go to jail! I want you to be tortured and dealt with just like what you did to those girls!" As she spoke she continued moving forward despite hearing the plea from Victor.

"You are a Devil!" Victor cussed at her and immediately jumped down.

Seeing that he really jumped, Ottiline rubbed her hand around her hair in frustration, "Do these guys always have to make things hard for me"

"Detective Levine, What about the Criminal?" A colleague of hers walked over and asked after seeing that she was standing alone.

"He jumped!" Ottiline replied and moved towards the edge of the Roof.

"No! No! No! Don't tell me that you are going to jump!" Nelly hurried over and tried to hold her back.

"Find out his location from the tracker I placed on his body, You can't let him escape!" Ottiline ordered and jumped down the roof Without hesitation.

"Why are you always like this?!" Nelly hurried over to look and saw that she landed safely.

"Thank Goodness, As far as I know no one is as crazy as you in the whole department" He turned around and turned on his walkie talkie.

"Find out the location of the Criminal and send some backup to Detective Levine!" He ordered and left the Roof top.

Ottiline looked around and continued chasiong the traces of the criminal until a voice came from the walkie talkie.

"Detective Levine! The Suspect has Entered a Marriage Bureau!" Nelly's voice came from the walkie talkie.

"What is he doing there?!"

"After some background checkup, He works there and must have hidden there because that's the most unlikely place that we will find him. Fortunately you put the tracker on him, if not we would have lost him" Nelly said.

"Ok. Let's catch that scum!" She took a deep breathe with a firm light in her eyes.

"Why do I feel like someone is going to be unlucky today?" Nelly muttered from the other end.

"Detective Levine, You know that you can't enter the Marriage Bureau if you are not getting married or getting divorced" Nelly reminded her as Ottiline stopped.

"How am I supposed to know, is not like ice gotten married before" She rolled her eyes and started walking towards the direction of the marriage Bureau.

"But you almost got married at that time" Nelly replied through the walkie talkie.

"Talk with you later" Ottiline placed the Walkie talkie back into her pants pockets and made her way to the civil affuaus bureau.

Getting there she stood at the door at losss for what next to do. If she brings out her card, It might startle the snake, and she is not here to get married.

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