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she cried, grabbing my sleeve, her nails digging painfully into my skin. The audience erupted in murmurs. Flashes were going off everywhere. I shook her hand off hard. "Chiara, are you insane? Vittore and I have already broken up!" "Broken up?" She held up a marriage certificate, her voice shrill and piercing. "My marriage to him is legally recognized! As for you, you're nothing but a homewrecker!" The crowd went nuts. Journalists swarmed like bloodthirsty sharks, microphones practically shoving in my face. "Ms. Delle, did you come between her and her husband? What exactly is your relationship with her husband?"

I couldn't read anything from him while waiting for what I'm about to say. "The man you own as your husband is my real husband. I'm the legal wife!" I firmly said. She furrowed her brows and walked towards me. "What did you say?!" she said shakily. "You heard it right? His real name was Hezekiah Leric Grant! And I am his legal wife!" Shock registered on her face, lips quivered so bad. Her knees suddenly weakened. Her eyes pooled with tears as she tried to catch her breath while holding her chest.

Rhea answered smugly. “Then you should know basic family law, right?” Alia replied, her tone light but her words sharp. “When a man and a woman are legally married, they are the lawful husband and wife. Tell me—where did you learn that the person the husband happens to love suddenly becomes the ‘real wife’? In legal terms, Ms. Caldwell, that’s not how it works. Under the law, you are what we call a mistress. Or…” her smile deepened, sweet but lethal. “Do you prefer being called my husband’s lover instead?” To Rhea, that smile looked like Alia was calling her a complete fool.

He stopped when they got to a secluded part of the hospital. "Why did you call me?" She demanded shaking. Her husband could catch her at any time with this man and she was sure he wouldn't want to listen to any explanation she rendered. "Well, Nathan has regained his memory and wants his wife back. What are you going to do about it?" "You mean we, we are in this together right?" Rodriguez nodded and continued, "Of course we are but sadly you'll have to do the work. What Nathan wants, he gets." There was a bit something strange about all this, Mrs. Contreras could not help but notice.

She looked at him. "I am your wife, Adam. Legally. Irrevocably. In the eyes of the Swiss government, the Ballard family, the Van den Berg family, and every legal and financial institution on three continents. The wedding ceremony — the church, the guests, the dress — is a formality. A party. The marriage already happened. While you were asleep."

I even have an ache throbbing in my head. “Firstly, I'm not your fake wife; the wedding took place legally; that you didn't fulfill your part because of something I don't understand is another thing; and besides, you're the one who has been playing with me all this time; you knew it; your shoddy lawyer showed me all my information.”

When the rag was pulled from Vivian's mouth, she dry-heaved for a long time before managing to rasp: "Dominic, I'm still legally your wife! This is against the law!" Dominic flung the marriage certificate in her face and let out a derisive laugh. "You really think I'm as stupid as you? My legal wife has only ever been Claire Ashford. What makes you think a few good days entitled you to act like you belonged here?" "What..." Vivian's eyes went wide. With her hands bound, she dropped to her knees and caught the edge of the certificate with her teeth, not caring that her legs were being scraped raw and bloody against the floor.

He turned toward Abigail and said, "The beautiful lady beside me is Abigail Renee. All of you know her as my executive assistant. Aside from being my executive assistant, she has another identity, that is as my wife. We got married three years ago, long before she was transferred over, and both of us are legally married husband and wife." He gave emphasis to the last part in particular. He not only wanted everyone to know that his wife was Abigail, he also wanted them to know that they were a couple from the very beginning and more importantly, a legal husband and wife. Abigail looked up at him, and saw the pride in his eyes when he introduced her. "What are you looking at me for? Go on, say

"She's legally married to you and…" "And what again?" He shrieked, his breathing increasingly attributed to the anger he felt. "You signed the certificate, so there's nothing you can do about it." Mrs Wilson concluded. Reid's eyes met with that of Felix. They were both confused. What does their mother mean by legally married and a certificate being signed? "This should be a joke, or maybe a dream, because the woman that I call my mother can't bring in a slut in this home claiming to be my legal wife when I just wedded today." Reid was filled with anger, he still didn't believe or even get what was going on.

My eyes moved back and forth between Aiden and Courtney, trying to make sense of the situation before deciding how best to handle it. The tension in the room was unbearable. Unspoken words hung in the air, thick and suffocating. But one thing was clear to me. No matter what this was—no matter what history they shared— I was his wife. Contractual or not, it was still legal. Still real. And I wasn’t about to let anyone walk in here and treat me like I didn’t belong.