I found my husband’s secret dinner reservation—so I invited his mistress’s husband to sit at the next table and watch the truth unfold

shape of the affair.

“You’re defending her?” Ethan asked.

Lucas pressed his jaw. “I’m saying this doesn’t need to become cruel.”

Clara laughed once, quietly.

“Cruel was making dinner reservations for your affair at the restaurant I begged you to take me to for our tenth anniversary.”

Lucas’s face shifted.

He remembered.

Good.

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