My Husband Invited His “Boss” To Dinner. I Cooked Everything Perfectly. Then I Set One Extra Plate For The Woman He Was Hiding

The Second Phone Call

While Daniel was upstairs changing his shirt, I picked up my phone and searched for Mr. Reynolds’ number.

I had met him once at Daniel’s company picnic. He was polite, serious, and very proud of his department’s reputation.

I called him with the sweetest voice I could manage.