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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The Moon was shining and heavy footsteps could be heard. The streets were empty and no soul could be seen. Not so far away a woman was seen running across the empty streets. A man all in black walking closely after her. His knife shining in the moonlight. The woman came across an empty alley which soon ended she turned around and saw the man coming near. Please don't come near she screamed. The man was about to stab her when......

Aish Again!!! lina said while heavily breathing .Again this horrible dream she thought sighing as she got up from her bed, it was still dark. She wanted to drink some water Aish, sighing again as she took the empty water bottle. Seems i have to go get some water with that she left the room, while walking along the corridor she saw her father in his room he was talking to someone as she got closer she saw that this someone was no other than her stepmother .She wanted to go to her father but she couldn't why? she had her reason. Shaking her head she walked pass their room not noticing someone was looking at her.

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