I Went to the Airport to Say Goodbye Then Caught My Husband Plotting to Ruin Me…

Already thinking about what I might cook for dinner when I got back to Westhaven.

Then I saw Adrian.

At first, my mind rejected what my eyes were showing me.

My husband wasn’t alone.

A tall brunette in a cream coat stood pressed against him near the departure area.

Her hands were resting against his jacket like they belonged there.

Then she tilted her face upward.