Chapter 1Wife's Secret on the Plane

The QR code suddenly appeared on my wife's neck. My curiosity got the better of me, and I couldn't resist scanning it.

What popped up was a 30GB file, packed with information on men from dozens of countries around the globe.

My wife, Kelly, was a flight attendant, constantly traveling to different nations.

Who were these men?

I had a chilling feeling there was a dark secret hidden on her flights.

So, when my company sent me on a business trip, I didn't hesitate. I booked a first-class ticket on Kelly’s next flight.

I pulled on a hat and a mask, making sure she wouldn't recognize me. I planned to surprise her.

My wife, Kelly, was a flight attendant with a stunning face and an almost perfect figure.

Kelly and I had known each other for five years and been married for three.

But our time alone, just the two of us, was incredibly rare.

Kelly said she loved the feeling of flying.

So, after we got married, I gave her plenty of freedom. We only saw each other on her two days off each week.

As soon as I passed security, I put on my hat and mask, fully disguised, ready to give Kelly a surprise.

Stepping onto the plane, my eyes immediately found Kelly.

Even among a group of flight attendants, she still shone the brightest.

She led me to my seat.

Strangely, I noticed there weren't many people in first class. Besides me, there was just an Italian man and two Frenchmen.

And they all had an iced Americano in front of them.

“Sir, what would you like to drink?”

“I’ll take an iced Americano.”

I deliberately lowered my voice.

But for some reason, I distinctly felt Kelly brighten up.

“Please wait a moment, it’ll be right here.”

There were three flight attendants in first class. Besides Kelly, the other two were also quite attractive.

Just as I was changing into slippers, a figure suddenly stumbled towards me.

My hands shot out instinctively.

A soft body fell into my arms.

It was Kelly's colleague.

I quickly helped her up.

“Are you okay?”

“Thank you, sir. I was just clumsy. Do you need any other service?”

“No, thank you.”

My attention was completely fixed on Kelly at that moment.

She swayed her hips, bringing over an iced Americano.

But her eyes held a hint of anger.

Crap, did I blow my cover?

Then I realized her anger wasn't aimed at me, but at the flight attendant who had just stumbled.

“Moira, watch it next time. If you upset a customer again, I’ll have you reassigned to economy.”

“I’m so sorry, Chief. My fault, please don’t do that.”

Kelly had that much power?

I was stunned. I never knew Kelly was a Chief Flight Attendant.

“Then you’ll just have to ask this gentleman to forgive your mistake.”

As she spoke, Kelly turned her gaze to me, handing the iced Americano to Moira.

Moira’s face flushed. She half-knelt, her eyes darting away as she offered the iced Americano with both hands.

“Sir, would you be willing to forgive me?”

“It’s no big deal, of course, I’ll forgive you.”

Taking the iced Americano, I took a big gulp, afraid of revealing myself, then closed my eyes and pretended to rest.

Moira sighed in relief and followed behind Kelly.

It wasn't until the plane took off that I truly understood what that iced Americano meant!