My Pilot Husband Gave My Dying Father's Last Flight to His Mistress

On reunion night, my father was dying. I booked the earliest flight, desperate to see him one last time.

I was stopped at the gate.

"The flight's oversold. Didn't you agree to rebook for tomorrow?"

The agent handed me a rebooking form.

The scrawled signature was unmistakably my husband's handwriting.

Thinking of my father clinging to life, I called Colin Matthews immediately, furious and frantic.

He wasn't even rattled. Instead, he blamed me for not being understanding.

"If Scarlett can't board, she'll miss the game. She'll throw a fit and file a complaint."