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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.

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Destined. .

Chapter 1.

Through teary eyes Eva watched the sun falling behind the horizon, painting the sky shades of red and pink, and she thanked God that this day had come and gone. All the pain she had suffered. All the hurt she had felt. Everything. Gone. though only for a day. Another day would come with another sets of problems.

She sighed, another failure, the sixth failure to be precise. How brutally they had asked her to leave. She had been giving interviews since she had shifted to Bristol, but nobody was ready to give her a chance. All she wanted was a chance.

Eva still remembered those days, the last days of her happiness, when she still dreamt of most ridiculous things, when life was easy.

But that one day, changed everything.

***

"Eva, wake up, it's already eight in the morning. Evaaaa!"

Isn't that my Mum?

"Indeed. There is no doubt that I am your Mum. Today is your campus placement interview, and here you are still in the bed."

She sat up, rubbing her eyes, with the heel of her palm, "Huhh! Such a beautiful dream it was, but you had to ruin, you could have waited a bit!"

Ella rolled her eyes saying "First be there on time, then only you can fulfill your dreams. It's already eight, and look at you, sleeping like a baby, no worries at all."

"Hmmm." Still not satisfied with her fragmentary dream, Eva asked, "Where is Papa, by the way! Is he coming with me or not?"

"Of course I am coming! My princess is going to get a job. I have to see that on my own eyes! " said Robert. "Come on, freshen up and have breakfast, I am waiting for you outside."

Eva sighed thinking, again the car might have broken down! But as stubborn as her Papa was, he was never going to give up on this car!

"Got all your credentials beta?" Her over worried Mum Ella asked for the umpteenth time, to which Eva sighed, and nodded again.

She never liked it whenever she had to sit at the backseat of the car, but this time she was not alone there, her Dad made her Mum sit there too. "Papa, you know how much I hate to sit here, you didn't even let Mum to sit beside you. Seriously Papa, you had to put that stupid bouquet there." She whined.

"Don't be a crybaby, This is for my princess, what, you don't expect me to congratulate my daughter empty handed."

Papa and his antics!

She rolled her eyes, "But Papa. . ." She wanted to argue more and that's when a huge truck rammed into the back of the car, before she could understand, her little car rolled over several time, breaking glasses, crushing-squeezing from all sides, only thing Eva could feel was silence, an extreme piercing silence. She wanted to scream, she wanted to fight, but the smell of fuel leaking didn't help her much, unable to take it anymore she closed her eyes, as if someone pushed her into a deep sleep.

A single lone tear rolled down her cheeks. It had been three months, but still it felt like yesterday. She wanted to cry, she wanted to thrash everything, around her. But life never waited for anyone. Eva had to shift to Bristol with her maternal grandDad, as there was nobody to take care of her.

Her granpa Victor Jose was a clerk at a bank. The money he had saved for his old age was enough for a lonely man like him. But now that Eva moved in his house, he had to take care of certain expenses.

She needed a job in any case. But she had lost her credentials in the accident. As though she had requested to her university for the duplicates, but it would take some time to get those in her hands.

***

The next day, and another interview. Eva knew she would hear the same answer again, but still she wanted to try. She got up, and got ready.

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