When I Refused to Pay for Dinner, My Husband Threw Wine in My Face. He Never Expected What I Did Next.
“No,” I said.
“Just accurate.”
Spencer’s voice rose in panic.
“Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re causing?”
I held his gaze firmly.
“Do you have any idea how much trouble you’ve caused yourself?”
Officer Davis asked him to explain the agreement, but he claimed it was merely a proposal while Gertrude insisted I had been considering it.
I informed the officers that I had never seen the document before.