A Journey to Seal My Heart

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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Chapter: 01

Arianna POV

It's a cool rainy day, I bent over the WC, and emptied my bowel. After I was done, I flushed it down, and went to the sink to wash my mouth, before heading back to my room. Stepping into my room, I was met with the door, opening, as mom stepped in afterwards.

"Good morning baby, I was about coming to wake you up." Mom said, with a warm smile on her face, as usual.

"Good morning mom. I feel like sleeping more." I yawned tiredly, as I threw myself on the bed, and closed my eyes, ready to go for another round of sleep again. Gosh! I'm so damn tired.

"No...no baby, you're running late for work already, stand up already." Mom said, dragging me to stand up. Oh heavens! Can she just leave me to sleep?

"I will go mom, just a few more minutes." I whined sleepily, as I pouted my mouth, praying silently that she just go, but I know that's never gonna happen, she won't go, not until I stand up. Mom is a hell of a frustration.

She stopped dragging me, followed by footsteps, and I heaved a sigh in my sleep, thinking she's gone out, but what happened next, made me jump off the bed, as the sleep cleared from my eyes. She fucking poured me cold water. Oh how sure I am that she's not gonna kill me before my time?

"Mom! You didn't have to do that, do you?" I whined angrily, as I tried walking, but fell flat on the floor, with the bedspread, wrapping around my legs. Oh fuck! My day is ruined already, I know today won't be any better, I'm sure gonna have a bad day for the rest of today, all thanks to mom.

"Stand up, I will go set the table." She said with a smirk on her face. For heaven sake, is this whole thing funny?

"Whatever!" I rolled my eyes, as I stood up from the floor, and flung the bedspread angrily across the room, before matching to the bathroom, and as soon as I walked in, I banged the door behind me.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I scoffed at my horrible reflection. For heaven sake, someone should help me tell mom that I still need some sleep. My eyes are all swollen.

Letting out a sigh, I packed my hair in a ponytail style, then grabbed my toothbrush and spread some paste on it, before starting to brush my teeth. After I was done brushing my teeth, I stripped out of my nightie, before getting under the shower, after which I switched it on, as I let the water hit my body, relaxing my tensed and tired muscles.

It took me almost forever to take my bath, and once I was done, I wrapped my towel around my chest, before walking back to my room, to get dressed.

Stepping into my room, a smile crept its way to my face, as I was welcomed with a set of black pant and bra, laying on the bed. Wow, that's the work of mom. Even if she's sometimes busy, shw still makes out time to do my stuffs. She may be one hell of a frustration, but trust me, she's the best you can ever ask for. I can proudly say that I have the best mom ever.

After drying my hair, I added some lotion on my body, and in less than an hour, I was all ready for work. Walking over to the mirror to check out of my reflection, and staring back at me, is the most gorgeous young lady. You are free to say that I'm being proud, I should let people commend my beauty, or stuffs like that, but my dear, I'm beautiful, I know it, and I don't need anyone to tell me that. Beauty is something to be proud of, that's why I'm always proud of it.

I blew myself a kiss, and winked at my reflection, before storming out of my room, and straight to the dinning room, where I met mom, already eating from the toast bread she made. Oh holy shit! I'm gonna have to frequent the toilet today. Mom sucks at making toast bread, and each time I eat it, I always purge my life out.

"Mom I'll eat when I get to work, I'm running late." I smiled at her foolishly, as I prayed silently that she don't force me to eat it.

"Just taste this one, it tastes good." She replied.

"The last time I ate what you said tasted good, I went to toilet for six fucking times mom!" I cringed.

"Whatever!" She rolled her eyes

"Bye mom!" I peck her and ran out...

Greysion POV

Relaxing under the jacuzzi, with my eyes closed, as I enjoyed the warm water. After spending almost forever under the jacuzzi, I finally stepped out, and washed off under the shower, after which I wore my robe, and slipped my feet into my flip flop, before stepping out of the bathroom.

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