When the Auctioneer Falls for My Chauffeur Husband
I had just placed the winning bid on an outrageously expensive piece of jewelry, but the auctioneer refused to close the sale.
When I pressed her for an explanation, she turned to my husband with tearful eyes and claimed that I always bring different men here to spend money.
“Ma'am, as a professional, I can’t sit back and watch you keep deceiving people.
“Sir, I’ll refund your money and even cover the loss myself. Just open your eyes and find someone who truly loves you.”
My husband looked visibly moved, their gazes locking in front of everyone as if I wasn’t even there.
With all eyes on me, I snatched back my black card.
“It’s my card, my money. Why are you giving it to some social-climbing chauffeur?”