Rhyker

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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At 11:30 p.m., in Room 708, DC Hotel.

"The water– Christa... You..." Once Angela Xu drank the water, her body was starting to feel all hot and bothered.

"You definitely won't be a virgin tonight!" Christa Yang's delicate makeup could not cover the sneer that had crossed her face.

"Why?" Angela Xu gasped out. She could already feel her surroundings becoming hazy. How could her friend do it? They had already known each other for more than ten years!

"Why?" Christa Yang snapped back, feeling tears welling up her eyes. She felt the hatred that she'd squeezed in her chest for so long came rushing back out. "I trusted you so much that I told you a secret, but now everyone knows I'm not a virgin! Do you know what I've lost? And now you're asking me why?" What?

Angela Xu shook her head desperately, trying to claw at her. Something about it just didn't seem right. There had to be a misunderstanding!

However, Christa Yang was already fully convinced. "Someone will come to help you alleviate what you're feeling later. In fact, it's not as painful as you think it is. You might even enjoy it." Her eyes glinted coldly. "I've even selected the most handsome man. Have a good time, Angela."

"Christa!" Angela Xu tried to grab her but she failed. Seeing this, Christa cackled as she slapped the door.

Angela felt the heat crawl around her skin as if a volcano was about to blow up. She felt so hot that she wanted to tear off all her clothes in one go. As soon as her fingers trailed her skin, she couldn't help but tremble.

Although Christa said that the man would be good-looking, it didn't mean that she wanted to fuck him! Never!

Angela managed to calm herself down even for a few moments and slowly opened the door.

Under the dim light of the corridor, she saw a figure standing in front of a guest room. The man was wearing a suit. He looked as if he had just gotten off the runaway. He looked incredibly handsome that she couldn't take her eyes off him. He inserted his room card in, and his simple movement made a wet pool right between her legs.

No way! She couldn't stand it anymore!

This man was so handsome that he was way better than those pimps!

Just as he was about to close the door, she rushed over, sweat oozing out of her skin.

"Do you want a date?" She managed to squeeze out those words, despite the surging heat in her body.

She'd never been so bold before.

'Is she another one of the women coming for me?' Enough!

Edward Yan shoved her away and turned on the light, staring at her with his sharp eyes.

Under the light, she recognized the man's face! However, she couldn't help but be disgruntled when she saw how his eyes were shining in disgust.

She swallowed greedily, looking at him as if he were a piece of pork. "Do you want to spend a night with me or not?" she demanded.

"Do you think I want to?" he snarled. He hated the women who throw themselves at him. They didn't have enough respect for themselves. "Get out."

His refusal was ruthless and without mercy. She blinked, surprised that a man could actually refuse her at such a state. However, that would mean that she needed to find another one. Where else could she find another man as handsome as he was?

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Edward Yan grabbed her arms and tried to drag her out of the room. His lips curled.

'I may not be pretty, but I'm a woman too!'

Angela scowled. "Just because you're gay, it doesn't mean you get to be so rude!"

She couldn't think of any other reason for him to refuse her.

Edward Yan was speechless, raising his eyebrows up in the air. 'Did she really think I was gay?'

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