At 30,000 feet, I caught my husband with his secretary—but by the time we landed, he had lost everything.

prenup.”

“We do,” I said. “And there’s an infidelity clause.”

Meredith went quiet for half a second.

Then she said, “I love those.”

Ryan stared at me like he had just remembered the same thing.

The prenup.

The document he had demanded before the wedding because his family had money and mine had “ambition.” He had wanted to protect himself. He had called continue reading …