He smiled and continued, "Annabelle, it's my fault, I shouldn't conceal it from you..."
"Quit!" Annabelle Smith stopped Reuben Jones, "Do you enjoy playing me like this?" Is this for betraying me? Come irritate me, see my jokes!
Annabelle Smith cried, as she stated.
She now feels worse than Reuben Jones.
“Pretend?” Jones was dumbfounded. Pretending how? Shouldn't it be cheating, deceiving, tricking?
Jones replied soon. Annabelle Smith didn't think he was Sunton.
"Annabelle, you're wrong; I am Chairman Sunton! If you don't believe me, Booth Williams can establish my identity!" Jones said quickly.
Or, you may go to Chairman Sunton with me tomorrow and I'll prove it.
Annabelle Smith always gazed at him coldly, with three words in her eyes.
Annabelle Smith took a deep breath and remarked to Reuben Jones, "It was my worst mistake to chose you as the door-to-door son-in-law!" I knew it before, I'd rather chose a roadside cat and dog!
She opened the door and exited the vehicle.