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really am, I'm His servant, I thought to myself. I looked over at Bryce, and he had a look of satisfaction on his face. Not sure what that was about but I turned to my other side, and as I bent down to kiss Jewel, as I always did before preaching, instead of her kissing me back, she turned her head to face the many faces of Living Testimony Christian Center.
    Taken aback for just a quick second, I gathered myself, smiled and walked up to my podium. Right as I was opening my mouth to start my speech, the doors of the church opened, and I heard a voice that made me sick to my stomach.
    "Good evening everyone. I'm Constance, the Preacher's other woman."
     
     

Chapter Nine
     
    Jewel
    To say I was speechless would be an understatement. My whole body went numb as the revelation of my husband’s infidelity hit me like a ton of bricks. I looked over to Bryce, who wore the same shocked expression on his face that I had on mine. So many thoughts were going through my head, yet nothing was forming to make sense at the moment.
    I thought my heart had shattered when Bryce told me what Drew was up to, but right now I felt like my heart was non-existent in my chest. God had allowed this man to snatch it right out of my body, and I didn’t understand why. I was a good wife and mother and tried to be the woman that Drew needed, but it still wasn’t enough.
    “Good evening everyone,” the woman named Constance said again.
    “Babe, what are you doing here?” Drew said, clearing his throat.
    You could hear a pin drop the church was so quiet.
    “Drew, what’s going on?” I asked finally finding my voice, but I couldn’t stop it from shaking.
    “Shut up, Jewel. Answer the question, Constance,” he said, not even looking at me.
    “NO!” I said, letting them all know I was not playing this time.
    “What’s going on, honey, is I’m tired of not being able to have my man home with me and our children on a regular basis,” Constance informed me.
    There was no way I could keep the tears from flowing no matter how hard I tried. Looking at this woman stand in front of me made me sick to my stomach. She was gorgeous. I knew her hair wasn’t real, but the long blond weave was freshly curled and fell around her caramel colored face. Her eyes were dark and slanted, almost like if you wore a ponytail too tight and it caused your eyes to be stretched. As bad as I didn’t want to look at her body, I couldn’t help it. The woman was flawless compared to me. She wasn’t real tall, but she was taller than me, and her weight complimented her frame well. Constance was everything I wasn’t, and thoughts of Romeo came flooding back to my memory.
    Without a second thought, the embarrassment I felt carried me down the stairs of the stage and out of the side door leading to my office. I had to get out of there, and I needed to fast. If I didn’t, the rage inside of me would have taken over at that moment. Although I wanted my husband to come behind me to make sure I was ok and to let me know that this was all just a misunderstanding, I knew that wasn’t going to happen.
    Drew looked at her with so much love in his eyes. Love that in the last eighteen years I’ve known him I’d never once seen. That’s when it hit me. Andrew Webber did not marry me because he loved me. He married me because he wanted what I had to offer. Bryce had already filled me in on what was going on, but I didn’t want to believe him. I had no choice now. The truth just walked in and stared me in my face.
    I heard the door to Drew’s office slam shut and was immediately followed by arguing.
    “God give me comfort because if you give me strength to handle this situation I’m using it, and I’m going to jail,” I said out loud.
    Before I could reach the doorknob on the adjoining door that led to the Pastor’s Study, my main office door opened and Bryce came in.
    “J, just go home. Let me handle this for you,” he said.
    Instead of listening to him or responding,