Chapter 1

My wife is a flight attendant.

Once, I took her flight by surprise, only to hear sickening noises coming from inside the lavatory.

As I stood there frozen in shock, she walked out alongside another man.

That was the moment I uncovered the dark secret behind this airline.

My wife, Chloe, is a flight attendant.

She is gorgeous, five-foot-eight, with a body that turns heads wherever she goes.

We've known each other for five years and have been married for three.

Yet, the days we actually spent together under the same roof could be counted on one hand.

Chloe always said she loved the freedom of being up in the clouds.

So after the wedding, I gave her all the space she wanted. We only lived like a real married couple on her two days off each week.

Recently, my company sent me abroad for an impromptu business trip, and it just so happened to be on Chloe's flight.

The company booked economy to cut costs, but I secretly upgraded myself to first class.

From the moment I passed security, I pulled my baseball cap low and put on a mask, completely undercover, planning to give Chloe a romantic surprise.

The moment I stepped on board, I spotted her.

Even among a cabin crew of beautiful women, she was still the brightest star in the room.

Following her guidance, I took my seat.

Strangely enough, first class wasn't crowded. Including me, there were only four men.

And in front of every single one of them sat a tall glass of iced Americano.

"Sir, what can I get you to drink?"

"An iced Americano, please."

I deliberately lowered my voice.

For some reason, I could feel Chloe instantly light up.

"Right away, sir. Coming right up."

There were three flight attendants serving first class. Aside from Chloe, the other two were equally stunning.

I had just slipped into my cabin slippers when a slender figure suddenly stumbled toward me.

Instinctively, I reached out to catch her.

A soft body fell directly into my arms.

It was one of Chloe's colleagues.

I quickly helped her back up.

"Are you okay?"

"Thank you, sir. That was completely my fault. Is there anything else you need?"

"No, I'm good. Thanks."

My attention was entirely on Chloe.

She swayed her hips gracefully as she brought over an iced Americano.

Yet her eyes burned with barely suppressed anger.

Did I blow my cover?

Then I realized her glare wasn't aimed at me. It was aimed at the attendant who had just tripped.

"Mia, watch your step," Chloe snapped in an icy whisper. "If you upset our guests again, I'll demote you back to economy."

"I'm sorry, purser! It was my mistake, please don't!"

Chloe had that kind of power?

I was stunned. I never even knew she had made lead purser.

"Then you'd better beg this gentleman for his forgiveness."

Chloe shifted her gaze to me, handing the iced Americano over to Mia.

Blushing deeply, Mia crouched down beside my seat, avoiding my eyes as she held out the coffee with trembling hands.

"Sir... will you please forgive me?"

"It's no big deal. Of course I forgive you."

I took the drink and took a long sip. Terrified of exposing my identity, I closed my eyes and pretended to rest.

Mia let out a breath of relief and scurried behind Chloe.

Only when the plane reached cruising altitude did I realize what that iced Americano actually meant!