Awaken The moonlight of Monaserus

Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable

Tao Yaoyao

My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.

Modern Parenting Ex-wife Drama

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"No smashing ground here!"

"You don't belong here!"

"Poor!"

"Cheap!"

"Tsss, poor kids are a trend here now."

Those are the words I hear as I walk today with the head admiral and the head admin of this School, I just ignore the words I hear because when I listen to them I know my mood will be affected. I don’t want to break my Mood just because of what they say.

I am Moon, a woman living at the bottom of this academy.

This academy is located at the top of the mountain and the people who live below are the poor or "Poor" as the rich call it. And yes, I am one of the poor called by the rich. Poor are forbidden in this school, It is full of rich and strong creatures here. But I am one of the lucky creatures who was given the opportunity to study at this school.

Yesterday was the anniversary of this school and yesterday also took place the picking of the name of the lucky creature who can enter this school for free. And I was one of the two names picked yesterday.

You have a great opportunity to study inside the Moonligt Academy, because the MoonLight academy is said to be the largest, and most famous school in our world.

Rain is my friend who studies here at MoonLight Academy. she is the reason why I went to this school. She listed my name in the raffle so I entered and i was lucky, I was picked.

I am not like others, I am not a strong creature with possessed strong power. My only ability is to read minds.

For the rich and powerful creature, that is the very low type of ability in our world. I'm not surprised because they are the strong ones.

We turned into a hallway and I could still see the evil stares of the students who were here. A large gold door greeted us which in turn was opened by the Head Admin. From the gold and precious things, a creature sitting in front of the Head Admiral’s Table caught my eye.

He bowed his head and looked down. His arms were crossed and he seemed to be thinking. I didn’t want to know what he was thinking but suddenly I found out I had read his mind. He didn't seem to want to be here at Moonlight Academy.

"Ms. Moon, wait for those with you." Said the Head admiral, causing me to look at the man sitting in the corner. I just stared at him and smiled but he looked away as if he was surprised when I smiled so much.

We barely glanced at the door of the admin office as we heard a knock from outside. Suddenly it opened and spat out a man the same age as us, wearing glasses and messy messy gray hair. He has blue eyes and his holding a book.

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