I boarded a plane with my mistress, thinking my wife was far away—then she appeared in a flight attendant’s uniform, smiling as she exposed everything in front of us

about the money too?”

I had no answer.

The moment the plane hit the gate, panic took over. I unbuckled and hurried toward Dakota near the front.

“Dakota, wait,” I pleaded, grabbing her arm.

She looked down at my hand like it disgusted her.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Please,” I said. “I can explain.”

“No,” she said quietly. “You’re not talking to the loyal wife you continue reading …