My Husband Asked Me to Fund His Luxury Vacation with Friends and Promised to Pay Me Back – but When He Didn’t, I Taught Him a Lesson

It’s oceanfront, all-inclusive, really classy. But there’s this problem with my credit card.”

I raised an eyebrow. “What kind of problem?”

He shrugged with exaggerated helplessness.

“I’m still waiting for my new card to arrive. The bank totally messed up the mailing address, and they said it could take a couple more weeks to sort out.”

Convenient. Very, very convenient.

“And the resort won’t hold the reservation unless someone pays the full amount upfront,” he continued.

“But we’re all splitting it, and I’ll pay you back my portion immediately. I promise, Liv. Cross my heart.

Pleeeeease, babe.”

You know that moment when you’re so sleep-deprived that your brain just stops fighting back? When you’re too tired to argue or question or even think straight? That was me at that moment.

I sighed and heard myself say, “Fine.

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