"I am your husband's mistress. Beautiful, slender, young. I have gorgeous hair and a figure, Misha gives me perfume, flowers and diamonds, and also takes me to resorts while you and the children are relaxing in your dacha gardens," - I read the message and can’t believe my own eyes. - Who writes? - the husband asks with a smile and calls him to the table. “Yes, Masha asked me to replace him tomorrow,” I answer, lying. Traitor. A vile traitor, - an impulse beats in my temples. Well, it’s okay, I’ll arrange a resort for you, - pulling a mask of fun on my face, I return to the guests.