Max and Charlene walked on the other side of the hall and settled themselves at a cocktail table after getting their drinks.
Max leaned his elbow on the tall table. Charlene placed down her wine glass on it.
Looking closely at Max, “Why did you say I’m your wife?” Charlene quietly hissed,
Max smugly smiled, “I… I don’t know…” he shrugged.
“What kind of answer is that?” Charlene annoyingly pried again,
“Let’s just play it…” Max could only say as he saw someone approaching their table.
“Maxi, honey!”
Charlene was still baffled about his last words when she heard a woman enthusiastically greeted Max, approaching their table.
Max smirked at the lady. “Aubrey…” he mumbled.
His very own ex-girlfriend who had cheated on him years ago. She was
