My extraordinary love journey with my younger husband

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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Lois storms out of her parent's mansion, feeling defeated, feeling weak in her knees. Once again her parents had won and there was nothing she could do.

She knew she was running out of time. If she doesn't marry Aaron Carson within a month, she would lose her position as an heiress in the robotics company she had worked so hard to build ever since she was a child.

The company she poured half of her existence into, if it wasn't for her, this company would have still been in the 20th position with no hope of rising to the top.

And bow she was been threatened to give it all up or do as they say. Her heart was heavy, but a single teardrop didn't fall from her eyes. This was the peak of her parents' controlling side, but yet she didn't budge.

She had been betrothed to him ever since she was a child. She was a female child and needed a really strong heir by her side to keep her position. Her family didn't see it fit that a woman should be in such a position without a husband by her side.

The patriarchy in her family was really high, but God did well not to bless them with a son, only a daughter, which was her.

She huffed as she lit up the cigarette in her hand and smirked. She remembered the words of her father, which said a woman shouldn't smoke. She smiled and blew out the smoke.

She never had the time for love, friendship, or socialising. She put in all her energy into building this company, working day and night like a dog, exhausting herself to the core and now she was being threatened that she would lose that position she poured half of her life into. She scoffed and blew out more smoke.

Aaron was someone she was familiar with. She hated him. He bullied her a lot when they were little, well not him, his friend group. She hated that he never stood up for her. He let them treat his betrothed like that.

She almost killed herself once because of the bullying, Aaron knew about this but never said anything or did anything to help her.

She had to change school because the bullying was becoming unbearable, and now that they are all grown, he stole most of her eligible clients from her clients from her, he was her rival in the field, he was also into the robotics business amd consideredthe best in the field, hence making him the richestman in the country.

The potential clients who could have made her rise above the second best were all taken by Aaron.

She was enraged by the thought of him, and here she was about to marry him.

It sounded ridiculous to her, at the same time she also didn't see it like a bad idea, all she had to do was get married to the richest man in the country, the man she hated so much and divorce him later on, not like she will fall in love or anything.

The problem was that she hated being controlled by her parents. Every aspect of her life had been written by them, what she ate, what she drank, and who she made friends with. Every single aspect of her life and they they still got to choose who she got married to.

She blew out the smoke from her cigarette as she stood at the entrance of her parents' house.

'Care to light mine' a familiar masculine voice said.

She looked in the direction from which it came and saw who it was.

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