Howard had a towel around him, while Queenie didn't clothe herself in time. Doug was a burly man, and he was at least a head taller than Howard. Before Howard could say anything, Doug smashed the bastard's face in with his fist.
While Howard was too stunned to do anything, Doug gave him a good thrashing. He cursed, "Fuck you, you little bastard! No one cucks me! No one! I'll kill you!"
Queenie couldn't care about her embarrassment now. She quickly ran up to Howard, stark naked, and stopped Doug. She had never seen Doug before, so she shouted, "Stop, stop! You got the wrong person! I don't even know you!"

Doug froze and looked at Queenie, then at the beaten Howard. He smiled awkwardly. "Whoops, sorry. Got the wrong guy."
Howard's towel was already torn away when he got beaten up. When Doug admitted that he had gotten the wrong person, Howard stood up and cursed, "Are you fucking crazy? Get out of my sight!"
Doug smiled sycophantically and left. He closed the door, but we could hear Queenie's muffled voice talking about calling the cops. Howard vetoed it in the end. They would never dare do that. They were having an affair, after all. If the cops were involved, everyone would know about the scandal.
Doug smiled smugly and handed the smart glasses he was wearing to me. The glasses had screen and voice recording functions. He had recorded the adulterous couple naked and how they shielded each other.
Thanks to Doug riling things up, Howard started suspecting that his wife knew the shenanigans he was up to, so he stopped sleeping with Queenie. He slipped into his clothes immediately and dragged his battered self away.
I was downstairs, watching Queenie hail a ride. From far away, I sneered, and then I sent the recordings to Howard's wife. The burly lady didn't show up as quickly as I expected. Queenie's father's birthday came first.

I pulled out all the stops for this party. My father-in-law sent invitations to all his friends and family, including the family of Jack's girlfriend. The party was nothing short of resplendent. It was seafood galore, and the food was unlimited.
Queenie's family was smiling happily. He felt his ego stroked seeing how luxurious his birthday party was. While everyone was having fun, all the lights dimmed. The gigantic screen was showing all the praises and well wishes for Queenie's father.
Everyone was staring at the screen. My father-in-law was getting ready for his speech that would come after the video was done playing. This was what he had rehearsed for.
However, halfway through the video of well wishes, the scene changed, and what the crowd saw shocked them. My father-in-law was still immersed in his delight, so he didn't notice what went wrong at first.

His wife, however, looked dark, and she screamed. Only then did he turn to the screen. The screen showed tons of chat history, and then it switched to a scene where a naked couple was shown.
Queenie screamed and scrambled up the stage. She tried to stop the video from playing but had no idea where the remote was, so she could only howl like a maniac. "Turn it off, turn it off!"
However, her face and naked body were already plastered all over the screen. The last scene showed how the naked Queenie hid behind Howard. An eerie silence fell upon the hall. Everyone was looking at Queenie—some with disdain and some with mockery.
Queenie flushed red and stormed up to me. Jabbing a finger at me, she cursed, "You. You did this, you bastard! You knew, but you didn't expose me! You came up with this stupid plan to embarrass me, you filthy scum!"
I would have laughed if this wasn't pathetic. She was the one who cheated on me, but now she was accusing me instead. Watching her clowning away, I felt sorry for myself. For giving her years of my life. "I'm not going to waste any time talking to you, Queenie. Let's get divorced."
I added, "I've talked to my lawyer. You cheated on me, and I have solid proof to back it up. You will not get a single cent from me. You can take the cash, but I bought the house and car before we got hitched, so you're not getting any of those."
Queenie was shocked. "You're divorcing me?" Then, she lunged at me like a possessed woman. If I hadn't gotten out of the way in time, she might have throttled me.