The School Belle Tries to Steal My Husband

It's New Year's break, and my husband insists on dragging me to a class reunion.

By the time we arrive at the hotel, most of our former classmates are already there.

They all seem to be doing well for themselves - driving Mercedes and BMWs, while I'm in a domestic economy car.

From quite a distance, I can hear someone loudly gossiping.

"I just don't get it. Cort used to be the hottest guy on campus. How did he end up marrying that ugly duckling Becca?"

When my husband hears someone insulting me, not only does he not defend me, but he eagerly joins the others for photos, deliberately leaving me off to the side.

After we've eaten and drunk our fill, the former School Belle slowly approaches me, holding my husband's hand.

"Becca, I've got my eye on your husband. Name your price."

I can't help but smirk, the corner of my mouth turning up slightly.

"You might want to think this through carefully. Divorcing me could land you in jail."