When I Refused to Pay for Dinner, My Husband Threw Wine in My Face. He Never Expected What I Did Next.

Her face hardened.

“You’ve always been selfish with money.”

I stared at her in disbelief.

I thought about the utility bills I’d paid when she claimed she was struggling, the expensive birthday gifts Spencer insisted were necessary, and the countless times he had borrowed from my business account while promising to repay it.

Then I remembered a transfer notification from that morning regarding a pending payment of four thousand eight hundred dollars from our joint account to an unfamiliar recipient.

Spencer had told me it was a routine business expense, so I slowly opened my banking application on my phone.