My husband boarded a flight to Cancun with his mistress… never imagining that the wife he looked down on would be serving him revenge in first class.

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Ryan Carter had told Valerie he was traveling to Austin for business meetings.
But here he was, dressed for vacation, smelling of expensive cologne, standing beside Ashley—the woman he had been secretly seeing.
Valerie looked at their matching luggage, then at their pale faces.
And she smiled.
“Mr. Carter,” she said professionally. “Your seats are 2A and 2B.”
Ryan couldn’t answer.
Ashley followed him silently to first class.
A few minutes later, Ryan found a folded cocktail napkin on his tray table.
“Good afternoon. Welcome aboard.”

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