AT THE PARTY CELEBRATING MY HUSBAND’S PROMOTION, HE WRAPPED AN ARM AROUND MY SHOULDERS LIKE HE WAS SHOWING OFF A POSSESSION. “THIS IS MY WIFE. NO CAREER. NO MONEY. SHE JUST SPENDS MINE.” THE WHOLE ROOM LAUGHED. I SAID NOTHING. HIS BOSS SLOWLY SET DOWN HIS FORK. “SHOULD I TELL HIM?” HE ASKED. “OR WILL YOU TELL HIM YOURSELF?”
The room erupted in laughter when my husband announced that I had no career, no money, and lived by spending his. What made it worse was how he pulled me closer afterward, smiling proudly as though humiliating me in public were another benefit of his promotion.
“This is my wife, Claire,” Ethan said, raising his champagne glass. “No career. No money. She just spends mine.”
Laughter swept through the private dining room.
Twenty executives, several spouses, and three board members sat beneath crystal chandeliers inside the Grand Hawthorne Hotel, gathered to celebrate Ethan’s promotion to regional vice president of Harrington Capital.
I felt his arm tighten around my shoulders.
“Expensive taste, too,” he added. “That dress probably cost me half a paycheck.”
Another wave of laughter followed.
I glanced down at my navy dress.
It had cost $180.
I had paid for it with my own card.
Ethan knew that.
He also knew I had stopped correcting people years earlier whenever he introduced me as a “stay-at-home wife.”
Explaining what I actually did would have invited questions I wasn’t legally allowed to answer.
So I smiled.
That seemed to bother him.
“You’re quiet tonight,” he whispered.
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