“Fortunately, you are an old classmate of my wife,” Reuben Jones replied, shaking Hevis Mathew's hand instead of Annabelle Smith.

Because Annabelle Smith was exceptionally attractive, Hevis Mathew acted quickly to exploit her beauty. Reuben Jones wasn't going to stop him. His face quickly turned unreadable. “You o, I'm talking to Annabelle Smith, what's up with you? You scratched my BMW and didn't even pay me.”

“I'm Reuben Jones, Annabelle Smith's husband,” he said.

“Annabelle Smith, are you already married?” Hevis Mathew said, his little eyes widening.

Annabelle Smith stared at Reuben Jones, but she confessed and nodded.

Hevis Mathew's face darkened. He used to have a thing for Annabelle...