She is Dead.
"Cause I need a wife " he answered.
"Huh?".
Snow stared up at him waiting for an answer but he didn't say anything.
"Say something?" she muttered.
"I did "
"But...but...your answer doesn't..ma" he stopped her.
"You asked why am helping you and I answered anything else " he said.
His deep blue eyes gazed at her with a smile on his face.
"You need a wife?" she repeated and he nodded. , "So how is that related to helping me?".
"You are going to be my wife starting today," he said.
"Huh?!" she gasped.
He smirked.
"Something wrong?"
"Yes!...everything you're saying. How can I be your wife when am married and in all this trouble "
Divean pulled something from his pocket and passed it to her.
"In case you don't know your husband got someone to forge your signature, so you're no longer married to him. And as we speak now...Snow Constance is dead " he announced.
Snow looked down at the papers to see her signature on the copy of the divorce papers.
Divean passed him his phone displaying the news about jer gruesome death.
Snow felt her heart skip a beat as her eyes seemed to lose focus. Her throat became dry forcing her to gulp. Slowly she put her other hand on the one holding the phone trying to stop it from shivering.
"I can't be dead....divorce! I never signed those papers " she stammered.
"Like I said, forged your signature " replied Divean.
She looked up to him.
" I can't be dead...I can't " she cried.
"But you are...the news has spread everywhere. Your funeral was days ago " he explained.
Snow chuckled as the tears flowed down her face, she went on to laugh hysterically.
Divean took his phone from her and breathed.
"Snow Constance is dead, you need to accept that, " he said and walked away.
He closed the door but didn't move away. He could hear her screams as she hurled around things in the room.
"Why...why did you do this to me?! " she cried.
Divean breathed holding onto the door knob in anger.
"You need to let go now, Constance. That chapter of your life is done " he whispered.
....
"Did you hear about our biggest competitor's upcoming party?" Lydia asked Tom.
"Yes...seems he has finally decided to introduce his wife to the public "
"I wonder what made him do it..its been a year and no one knows what she looks like, so why now?" she muttered.
"Maybe he heard about our marriage and wants to show off too. You know his been competing with us for a while now " smirked Tom.
Lydia laughed.
"He might be a handsome rich man but I don't think there would be any woman who would stand him. Sometimes I wonder if that kid is even his "
"Well we have been invited " Tom passed her the invitation card.
Lydia glanced at the card and blinked.
"Lace...that is some pretty idea for a card. Reminds me of someone who loved lace too" She frowned her fingers tracing the card.
Tom sough.
"Don't bring her up...she is dead and out of our lives "
Lydia smiled.
"Mmm, you're right. All in the past " she chuckled