Married A Snake Goddess

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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It's been 22 years since I have been locked here. 5 years ago I broke a code for which I have been punished for my sins. But sins for what? As I don’t remember. I have forgotten everything that is to be known. I have forgotten my name, place, parents, and also my destiny. I don’t know why I was born at first to begin with. There are things that I am sure that has happened to me. I checked below my waist as I am certain I have been raped. My breast have been sucked into and I could feel the astounding pain from the tip.

However to my knowledge, I am 22 years old, that is a strange fact that I am sure about. I can’t believe I would ever figure out my destiny.

Suddenly, the locked door opens. “ You are awake my child. I was waiting for you to be awake.”

“What do you want from me? ” I cried. “ Nothing my child. Only your youth “. She was a witch that I can tell by sure. The way she talked, stank of lustfulness and grumpiness.

“Why did you tie me here? And what have you done to me?”

“ You remember you broke a code. Try remembering all my children “

“ How do you know that?”

“ Rhyca knows everything, my child”. Suddenly I hear a thud and I see my eyes closing. Blood is pouring from my head and into my hands as I become unconscious.

(Thunder Sound)

“Where am I? There is darkness here and there but I can’t see anything.”

“ You are at the top of the tower. You are a sacrifice”

“Sacrifice.”

“Yes you are impure as the witch herself”

“ You are a witch you old hag.”

She opens my clothes. I shouted so much that I had lost my voice. I hear a sound “ O deep souls of Maze World. Come to my aid. This witch is eviled for she must be punished to be made pure.”

A loud sound from the sky is heard “ You old woman. She is not impure. How dare you offer a blamed one. She must be set free to the open lands. Her place is not in the dungeons of the castle. Take her to Count Dracula. Her blood must be vacuumed and then re-flown into. Only the count can do that.”

“ Dracula is in his coffin at this time. Even my magic couldn’t take her there Skymaster.”

“Then take her to the ruins. She will be made pure by fire.”

“But won’t she die?”

“Then I will make sure the rain will make her pure. Take her there. Wash her with coal and then wait for the rain. But beware if she touches you during the rain. You will lose her. She will be freed”

I was untied. And then the same thing happened as I lay unconscious.

(Rain sound)

“ No, it can’t be. She is free” as I heard the last voice from the witch.

I woke up to find myself in an open land. I ran towards the pond nearby and watched my reflection on the surface. “What should I be doing?” I ask myself. I heard the roar of a lion I was terrified seeing a 300-pound lion just a foot from me. Suddenly his aggressiveness stops as he smells me.

“ Lady Rosario Evalina,” he says as I was shocked to see a lion talk.

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