Who’s the Legal Wife?

Blossom POV.

I was dressed in a Maxi Red Dress with a long puffy sleeve Tulle Backless Vestido, which was often worn at formal gatherings, in order to seem like a villain in the film, similar to what I watched on television. I also paired it with a pair of black stilettos that would surely make a splash on the floor.

I had two security guards with me for the scenes that I would be doing today.

They opened the front door. It seemed as if my husband had not yet arrived at the house and was still working to support his mistress.

As soon as they opened the door, I was greeted by his mistress, who was seated on the couch, laughing at the lady I had assumed to be her friend. She was simply wearing white clothes, which reminded me of my husband's clothing in several ways.

"As they say, when you dump garbage in your kingdom, your castle will eventually become trash." I drew my arms over my chest and stared at her from head to toe.

She released the juice she was holding, so her friend was surprised while she was obviously terrified.

“Oh my. Why? What is it about you that makes you look stupid like that? Don't you think it's reasonable to expect the legal wife to return to her own home?”

"What are you doing here—"

“No. What are you doing here? Isn't this my house? Take a look at how filthy you've made my place. Even the floor you walk on has been defiled by your uncleanliness."

When she didn't answer, I didn't move my attention away from her but asked the two guards beside me. "Take all of my stuff and put them in my husband's room, and throw away any women's apparel you come across that you think belongs to this woman."

“Wait! What are you talking about?! You're not allowed to do that!"

"And what makes you believe that?"

“That is mine and Leo’s room! You can’t touch it.”

It seemed as if my ears were rapidly throbbing as a result of what she had spoken to me. I saw another glass of juice on the table, which I believe to have been used by her buddy.

When I got that, I stepped in front of her. I slowly poured the juice over her head. "There, a refreshing glass of juice to help you wake up and get out of your nightmare."

My hand reached out to take her hand and gave the glass when the juice was gone. "I'm assuming you've also used this glass, since it's dirty. Now, take it home with you because I do not want to get infected with your sickness."

I moved away from her, but she didn't seem to be really considering losing. "Leo is going to find out what you did to me!"

“Go ahead, tell him. Would you want me to accompany you?" I looked at her with an arched brow.

"Uggghhh!" In between raising and lowering her chest, she flung the glass I had given her on the floor.

I turned away from her with a grin on my face. As I was ready to take the first step up the stairwell, I turned to face her. "Take care of your mess. Given the fact that you've been my guest for two years, my maids were still the ones who cleaned your dirt. And, more importantly, where will you live if you are forcibly removed from here?"

She looked at me with a piercing gaze as her companion ceased speaking. "Don't worry, I won't cause any problems. I would just give you the couch, bed, and other objects that you have already touched so that you may put them to use yourself. In addition, it is filthy; thus, it is no longer usable."

When I reached the top, I saw that the guards had removed all of her belongings. When I heard the sound of Leo's car approaching, I went inside the room and I hastily peeked out the window to check whether they were still there.

As soon as I peered, my husband quickly looked up at me as he wrapped his arms around the sobbing Erin Madison and he could kill me with his stares. My tolerance had finally run out, so I shut the window.

I was not likely to acknowledge it. It ached, and my eyes seemed to be on fire. I couldn't bear the pain I was experiencing.

When I heard the vehicle again, I knew he had already driven his lover to a location of her choosing. Because of my frailty, I was forced to sit up in bed. Nothing seemed to have changed after two years, despite the passage of time. I was still there, stuck. My heart was still in this home, and I was finding issues dealing with the two of them.

*slam*

When I heard the thunderous slamming of the door, I turned to face it and saw my husband, who had locked his blazing eyes on me. What else should I be prepared for?

I thought he went out with her.

He yanked my arm so hard that I was able to stand up.

"What were you thinking when you did that to Erin?!?"

Erin was back in the picture. I took my arm away from his and fixed him with a searing glare. "Then, what should I do?"

"You should have waited until I returned! You shouldn't have wounded her in the first place! Why did you come back ?!”

His final phrase triggered the bomb that was already exploding inside of me.

I gave him a loud slap.

"Is it normal to expect me to sit here and wait for your arrival while the one causing our marriage to implode is here? And what wounds are you talking about? You cannot blame me if your mistress is stupid, considering I did not even touch that woman's finger!"

I feigned a laugh while looking at him with a cold expression. “Why did I come back? What do you think?"

I walked to him and intentionally bumped his arm. "Try to bring that woman back here and I'll put you both in jail."

"Blossom!"

"Blossom, come back here!"

"Fuck you!" I raised my middle finger and showed it to him.

Let's see who would be left with the two of us after everything was said and done. There would be no separation or divorce.

Blossom POV.

“Asshooleee!” I banged my head on the bar counter, slammed my glass, and after that, I screamed. There would be no one here to picture me when I was drowning in liquor, I was certain of that.

It was also tough to be a model since, in the eyes of many, we were frequently a product of the media. After all, it was an exclusive bar. My identity was secure because I was not the only one notable here. There were too many corporate leaders, celebrities, and other well-known figures.

I took the bottle to check whether it was still half, but I didn't notice that it was starting to run out of wine. I took a peek around because the amount of talk among the guests was steadily becoming stronger and more numerous.

I was still hopeful that Leo followed me.

I knew in my heart that I didn't have to hold out much hope anymore, yet... I couldn't help but believe that our relationship would continue to work out in the end.

I snatched the bottle of wine and began to play with it. My palm rested on my chin as if I was very problematic. I was sulking as I opened the bottle of wine to pour it into my glass.

However, just as my lips were about to rest on the mouth of my glass, a hand reached out and took my hand all by itself.

My pupils dilated as I looked above it. He grabbed the bottle of wine from my grasp and seized it from me. I looked at the guy with a sleepy expression on my face and saw that his face was serious and that it was frowning. He is also wearing business attire.

But as soon as it dawned on me who it was, I sprang to my feet and kicked him in the shin. “Storm! You nasty asshole!"

“Ouch! What is your problem again?” He lifted the foot that was kicked and I stepped on, he then continued to growl..

"I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for your cousin's meddling in my marriage!"

"Is it my fault that your husband doesn't like you?"

"What are you talking about?!" I pushed him rapidly, and we were unlucky to get their attention almost instantly.

“What? Isn't it clear that it wasn't my cousin's mistake that your husband had a thing for her? Anyway, why is that thing such a big deal to you? You don't like him either, do you?”

Because of what he stated, I came to a complete stop. Storm Madison, Erin's cousin. He is my best friend but since Leo and I became married, I haven't told him other things. As much as I didn't want to destroy Leo's reputation with him, I still had hope in my heart — that maybe Leo would like me as much as I liked him.

Leo, on the other hand, fell in love with his cousin, not with me. Likewise, I'm not sure how they met until the point when Leo refused to return home, at which point images of them covertly dating began to circulate.

"Whatever!" I grabbed my bag and marched out the door.

“Blossom, answer me. Do you like your husband too?”

I was completely unaware that he had followed me to the parking lot. I didn't slow down, but he came up with me just as I was about to pull up in front of my vehicle. Because I was intoxicated, I had difficulty walking correctly and inserting the key into the lock on the door.

"Blossom."

My intentions to enter were about to be accomplished when he intervened and stopped me from shutting the door. “Blossom—”

“Why do you care if I like my husband or not? If I have his last name, then it's likely acceptable and legal, wouldn’t it?”

"But you know that he has a special relationship with my cousin—"

“Special? So, what exactly do you want me to do? Adjust for the two of them even if I should be the one aggrieved?” I stepped out of my vehicle and confronted him. Ignoring the fact that I felt dizzy, I pushed myself to stand.

“Is that what you want? That I just let them be happy?”

“No, Blossom. That's not what I want to say.”

"Yet, that is how your words have been delivered to me," I told him bitterly. "I had been under the illusion that you were my sole defender, Storm. I was wrong because you, too, want them to live their life like nothing happened.”

I didn't wait for him to complete his lecture before getting into my car and pulling over. I even saw him try to catch up with me, but I was racing too quickly. My head is still throbbing.

Why is it that everyone is my adversary? Why do they always make me look bad? Isn't it reasonable to expect them to be more favorable to me?

When I couldn't take it any longer, I pulled over to the side of the road and screamed from inside my car. For some reason, I had to hold my chest because it was so tight and it seemed like I was about to run out of breath.

“Why? Why? Why? Ahhhh!” The screaming continued until I was hitting my chest to stop the ache and tightness to make it end.

Even my parents were not on my side when it came to fighting for me. As soon as they discovered that Leo had been cheating, they wanted me to just let him do his cheating and go on with my life. They pleaded with me to remain in the marriage, insisting that even if it was just for business purposes or just for them. But... I gave up all of my happiness in order to please them. When I learned that Leo was cheating on me, I wanted to end our relationship, but my parents insisted that I could have a travel trip and think things over.

I did what they asked of me, so after two years, I went back to make Leo and Erin suffer, but I had no idea that I would have to endure twice as much as they did as a result of my actions.

I bowed my head at the steering wheel but I also quickly lifted it with a light hitting my eye and a familiar car stopped in front of me.

Without a doubt, it was Leo.