My Husband Had His Secretary Pick Up Our Wedding Ring—So I Sent Them Both to Jail Chapter 2

I suddenly remembered that when David said he wanted to get us custom rings, we were both away on a business trip.

He’d tasked his secretary, Jessica Feng, with handling it.

David had even sent our design requirements to his secretary in advance.

So, the sales associate was right; I hadn't shown up at all.

But I had no idea that the imposter, the one pretending to be me, had actually come to the jewelry store with David, using my name?

Now I was even more certain David was lying. He knew *exactly* who picked up those rings!

I was furious, about to call David right there and then to demand an explanation.

Just then, the click-clack of high heels echoed from behind me.

I instinctively turned around and saw a woman in her twenties, draped in jewels.

What really made my blood boil was the limited-edition handbag David had promised to buy me last month – the one he'd said was impossible to get – was slung over *this woman's* shoulder!

And I knew this person. It was Jessica Feng, David's secretary!

I was about to rush over and demand what she was doing here, but Jessica's expression froze, and she spoke first.

"Sarah? What are you doing here?"

Before I could even open my mouth, the jewelry store sales associate scurried out from behind the counter.

Beaming, she greeted Jessica.

"Mrs. Hayes, you're here! Are the rings the wrong size? We can adjust them for you right away!"

The sales associate's words made Jessica's face change.

She immediately walked over, grabbed my arm, and started pulling me out, lowering her voice.

"Sarah, if you want to buy jewelry, I can introduce you to another store. This place's styles aren't great…"

I instantly understood what Jessica was trying to do. She was afraid I'd expose her for impersonating me right there!

I immediately stopped, my face cold, my eyes filled with sarcasm as I glared at her.

"So eager to drag me away? I was just about to ask you: impersonating me and taking my husband's and my wedding rings – what exactly do you think you're doing?"

My words were laced with fury, my voice loud and sharp.

It instantly drew everyone's attention.

Several sales associates and dozens of customers browsing in the store all looked my way.

Jessica's face first contorted in extreme embarrassment, but then, in a blink, she launched into her performance.

She pouted her lips, turning on the waterworks, and whimpered pitifully at the onlookers.

"Sarah, how could you… I picked up *my* wedding rings, the ones *my* husband ordered for *me*. Why are you accusing me of stealing yours…?"

Jessica's sob story, combined with my aggressive stance, instantly had everyone wrapped around her finger.

They started scolding me.

"Where did this psycho come from? So aggressive! She's taking her own ring, and this woman claims it's hers?"

"Yeah, I've been here the whole time, I heard it all. She ordered the rings with her husband, and this woman is trying to steal them?"

"I think this crazy old lady must be having a meltdown. Is she even mistaking other people's husbands?"

Even the sales associates looked at me with smug pleasure, as if *I* were the crazy person trying to steal someone's wedding ring.

I couldn't be bothered to waste words on these clueless bystanders and spoke directly to the sales associate.

"It's simple. Let's both call our husbands right now, and we'll know who's telling the truth."