No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

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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Wanda Lin should've had a happy family. At least, that was what she thought she deserved.

However, her life was fumbled upside down by a car accident when she was a child. She lost her parents. Back then, it seemed as if she was doomed to live the rest of her life alone.

Fortunately, her uncle took her in, but that didn't mean that life got any better.

Considering their poor state and her sick uncle, they'd always been struggling to get a day by when they weren't short of cash.

Wanda Lin, the hopeful little girl, was forced to grow up and work part-time even at an early age.

As she turned 18, she continued to work even harder. In order to save her uncle, she had taken several jobs at the same time. While some might collapse under such pressure, she continued persevering.

Her entire family's livelihood was on her shoulders, but she continued looking forward.

In the end, everything turned out in her favor. That day, Wanda Lin was about to collect all the fees needed for her uncle's upcoming major surgery. As long as that was paid, she could finally send her uncle to the hospital.

After quitting her last job, she rode the bicycle home happily.

She had never been so ecstatic before.

The wind blew her thin hair that grazed her delicate face. The sides of her lips inched up into a beautiful smile and her eyes lit up under the sunny sky.

She had already made up her mind.

As soon as her uncle was cured, she would find a job that she actually liked, make more friends, improve her lifestyle, and finally learn something. That way, she could bike ahead towards her future.

Finally, she arrived at their residential building.

It was a building on the old street. The apartments were usually inhabited by some old people or those who couldn't afford to rent more expensive apartments upstate.

However, as Wanda Lin parked the bike, she saw an expensive car parked on the streets. Her eyes widened. Even if she worked 24/7, she still couldn't afford that car! Why was it there?

She furrowed her eyebrows and went upstairs.

Somehow, she had a bad feeling about this,

and it seemed that she was right.

The moment she opened the door, she was greeted by her skinny uncle kneeling on the floor and begging the man in front of him. His words were filled with despair and grief.

His eyes flashed in indescribable fear.

"Mr. Qin, please give me some more time. I'll pay you back."

Wanda Lin gasped.

'Pay back?'

Their family did owe some money, but from what she knew, they only borrowed it from their own relatives.

Although they kept urging her, they wouldn't send men over to scare them. Plus, they were very reasonable people.

Finally, she glanced at the man sitting on the sofa.

She was sure she had never seen him before.

He was so young and handsome! In fact, his beauty could rival the stars on TV. There was just something about him that reeked of allure and danger.

Wanda Lin froze

and clenched her fists.

The man lounged in their room casually, and his onyx eyes were cold.