( &. deviledintuition )
“I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD JASON, if you do not stop right now i am calling the goddamn lawyer and ask for divorce papers.” the blonde growls, practically running after her husband. her cheeks flushed from anger, hair messy from fingers running through it constantly, her silky robe hanging on her sides loosely as she does her best to get the male’s attention. “i am not kidding, don’t you dare to step out of that door or--” she has to step back a little as he finally turns around, spitting something about how she will have nothing at all if she attempts to divorce from her, thanks to the marriage contract, not to mention would be incapable of being on her own. rose stares back at her husband, forcing herself not to throw the antic vase at his direction as he leaves the house, leaving the flustered blonde in the doorway. she watched him drive away in his luxury car, hissing softly, before her glance wanders over at the new gardener, forcing a polite little smile on her face. “morning, love. fancy a drink?”







