My Husband Invited His “Boss” To Dinner. I Cooked Everything Perfectly. Then I Set One Extra Plate For The Woman He Was Hiding
His Nervous Explanation
Daniel cleared his throat and said he still was not sure whether anyone else would join. He rubbed the back of his neck, the way he always did when he lied.
I told him not to worry. If no one came, we could remove the setting.
He nodded, but his eyes stayed fixed on the empty plate as if it had accused him out loud.