My Boyfriend Demanded That I Give Him My Card to Pay Our Restaurant Bill

My Boyfriend Demanded That I Give Him My Card to Pay Our Restaurant Bill

When Lisa earns her much-deserved promotion, she wants to go out and celebrate with her boyfriend, Troy. At the restaurant, Lisa learns that Troy just wants to put on a façade and be the ‘man’—disrespecting her and her hard-earned role. But when he gives his number to a waitress, things take a turn, causing Lisa to embarrass Troy and walk out of their relationship.

It was meant to be a night of pure celebration. After six months at my new job, I had finally earned a significant promotion and was eager to share the joy with Troy, my boyfriend.

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A happy smiling woman | Source: Unsplash

He suggested the new upscale restaurant in town, famous for its ambiance and gourmet menu.

“Let’s just get dressed and go out, Lisa,” he said. “We don’t do this very often, so let’s make the most of it.”

I had to agree; we rarely did this—we rarely decided to go out and indulge in anything.

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The interior of a restaurant | Source: Unsplash

“Fine,” I agreed. “A night out is exactly what we need.”

And I believed that we needed it. Mainly because, as much as I wanted to believe that Troy and I were supposed to last forever, I had begun to see some cracks in our relationship. Something just felt different.

I was happy in my job, but Troy wasn’t happy in his.

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A couple holding hands | Source: Unsplash

“I do so much, but nobody bothers to recognize me,” he said grimly one evening when he came over for salsa night.

Troy sat on the couch and dug his chips into the salsa and guacamole, complaining about work the entire evening.

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Salsa and chips | Source: Pexels

It was because of his moods regarding work that I didn’t tell him anything good about my job.

“Maybe you just need to give it more time,” I said, handing him a frozen margarita. “You just started there a few months ago.”

“Lisa, please,” he said. “You wouldn’t understand. Let me be.”

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A frozen margarita on a table | Source: Pexels

But when I had gotten news of this new promotion, there was no way that I was going to keep it to myself. I wanted to celebrate and be celebrated, and I hoped that Troy would want to do just that.

To my surprise, he seemed really excited about it, and he told me that he was proud of me.

“Really, babe,” he said when he came over to my apartment to pick me up. “This is a big deal, and I’m proud of you.”

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A smiling man | Source: Unsplash

The evening started beautifully. Troy showed up with a bouquet of flowers, and he sat down and waited while I got ready. Usually, he wasn’t pleased if I was still getting ready when he arrived, but this evening was different.

“Come on,” I said. “I’m ready!”

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A person holding a bouquet of flowers | Source: Unsplash

Troy put his phone away and stood up, leading the way out of my apartment to where his car was waiting for us.

We drove in silence, but for once, the silence wasn’t tense—it was peaceful, and I felt that maybe Troy was changing. That he was becoming someone who wanted to be here and be present with me.

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A man driving | Source: Unsplash

The soft lighting and the stunning view of the city skyline from our table set a romantic backdrop for our evening. We toasted to my success, with Troy raising his glass of champagne high.

“To the most amazing woman I know,” Troy cheered, clinking his glass against mine. “And to many more successes to come.”

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Two glasses of champagne | Source: Unsplash

“To us and to the future!” I echoed, suddenly caught up in the moment.

We went through the menu and ordered our meals while Troy spoke about the shared dreams that we had—from the Bali holiday that we had been speaking about for a long time, to wanting to move in together soon.

“I just think it’s time,” Troy said. “And now that you have your promotion, it will be much easier for us.”

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A person looking at a menu | Source: Unsplash

Everything went along well, until the waitress brought our food over. Troy kept glancing at her, hoping to catch her eye—he winked at her twice.

I didn’t want to make a scene about it—Troy did this whenever he had something to drink. He behaved as though being a flirt was second nature.

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A meal on a table | Source: Pexels

But then, as we neared the end of our meal, I noticed a change in Troy. His usual easy smile tightened when the check was brought to our table. He smiled at the waitress as she stepped aside.

“You should let me pay with your card,” he said, a strain of insistence in his voice.

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A smiling waitress | Source: Pexels

I was surprised. On the one hand, I didn’t mind paying for the dinner because it was my promotion and I was making a lot more money than I had before. But at the same time, I had also hoped that Troy would want to spoil me for the night.

“Why can’t you use your own card?” I asked, surprised by the frown on his face.

Troy’s irritation was barely concealed.

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A close-up of a frowning man | Source: Unsplash

“Clearly because you’re the one who got promoted, and I don’t have enough money for these fancy dinners, Lisa! You know that, and yet you act like you don’t.”

I was confused by his logic.

“I’ll just pay with my card,” I said, putting my handbag on the table. “It’s not a big deal.”

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A black handbag on a table | Source: Unsplash

My boyfriend’s face hardened as he took a sip of his whiskey—he had switched from champagne halfway through the meal.

“It’s embarrassing, Lisa,” he said. “It’s like you’re actually trying to humiliate me by not letting me be the man who pays.”

I didn’t know how to react to Troy’s words. It didn’t make sense to me. And I couldn’t understand what the waitress had to do with who was paying for our meal.

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A close-up of a slightly frowning woman | Source: Unsplash

I would have retaliated and stood up for myself, but I could feel my energy being drained by Troy.

I felt cornered. And because I wanted to avoid making a scene, I reluctantly handed over my card.

Troy smirked and picked up my card, signaling for the waitress with an exaggerated flourish, presenting my card as if he were performing a grand gesture.

“I’ll be right back with the card machine,” the waitress said.

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A person holding a card machine | Source: Unsplash

Feeling uneasy, I excused myself to the restroom. I just needed a moment to be myself. Troy did this all the time. But I thought that the evening was going well and that he was changing.

Of course, I was wrong.

Before thinking it through, I pulled my phone out and logged onto my banking app. With a few swipes and clicks, I had blocked my card.

Let’s see him pay now, I thought to myself.

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A woman holding a phone | Source: Unsplash

On my way back, I paused near the bar, my attention caught by Troy’s laughter from across the room.

He was flirting openly with the waitress, scribbling something onto a napkin—presumably his phone number.

He handed it to her with a wink. I was stunned. I was hurt. A rush of indignation surged through me.

I returned to the table as the waitress spoke.

“I’m sorry, but there seems to be a problem,” she said. “Your card was declined.”

Troy’s confident façade crumbled as he stammered, turning away.

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A man facing away from the camera | Source: Unsplash

“What?” he asked. “Surely that can’t be right.”

Feigning concern, I suggested that Troy call the bank.

He sat back in his chair and pulled out his phone, dialing the bank and putting the call on speaker.

The representative asked for the card number, which Troy read off my card, followed by a request for the account password.

Finally, Troy hesitated. He was at a loss.

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A man holding a phone | Source: Unsplash

“Okay, Sir,” the person said through the phone. “If you can verify the last three transactions, it would help.”

The waitress hopped from one foot to the other.

“I can answer that,” I said. “A lavender-scented candle, some skincare products, and a new book. And Sir, the name on the card is Lisa Simmons.”

The waitress’s expression cleared with understanding, and Troy was left floundering for a response.

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A person holding gift bags | Source: Unsplash

I then pulled out another card and paid the bill myself.

“Lucky I have two cards,” I told Troy and the waitress. “But babe, since you enjoyed the service, I think you can get the tip.”

Troy, red-faced, scrambled through his wallet, pulling out only expired coupons and a few small bills.

I stood up, waiting for Troy to say something—anything, but he sat there tight-lipped.

“Hey, I didn’t take his number,” the waitress said, a smirk playing on her lips. “I just threw the napkin away.”

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A woman laughing | Source: Unsplash

“I’ll find my own way home,” I told Troy as I walked out into the night.

As I walked outside, I didn’t know if I had made a mistake. But at the end of the day, no relationship should make a person second guess themselves or make them feel like celebrating themselves is wrong.

Which is something that Troy did all the time.

I think I’m finally done with him.

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A woman walking away | Source: Unsplash

What would you do?

Sogra e noivo humilham noiva – Avó se passa por “velhinha meiga” e se vinga em segredo

Uma noiva, devastada pela humilhação infligida por sua sogra e seu noivo, encontrou um salvador inesperado em sua doce e idosa avó. Persuadida por sua avó, a garota deixou a cidade para respirar e se curar. Mas quando ela retornou dois anos depois, ela ficou chocada com o que descobriu.

Um jovem pede sua namorada em casamento ao pôr do sol. | Foto: Getty Images

Um jovem pede sua namorada em casamento ao pôr do sol. | Foto: Getty Images

Em 18 de maio de 2019, uma mulher anônima compartilhou sua história no fórum “Nuclear Revenge” do Reddit. A mulher e seu namorado compartilhavam um amor que durou nove anos. O relacionamento deles resistiu ao teste do tempo e, no sétimo aniversário, ele a pediu em casamento, trazendo lágrimas de alegria aos seus olhos.

Eles então planejaram meticulosamente o casamento, mas decidiram esperar dois anos, esperando economizar o suficiente para a celebração dos sonhos e o futuro juntos. Embora suas famílias estivessem muito felizes, a sogra da mulher, a quem ela se referia como “CM”, parecia guardar um rancor inexplicável contra ela.

Uma jovem mulher discutindo com sua sogra. | Foto: Shutterstock

Uma jovem mulher discutindo com sua sogra. | Foto: Shutterstock

Desde o início, o CM foi abertamente desdenhoso, chamando a  autora da postagem  de interesseira e, pior ainda, de prostituta, apesar da carreira de sucesso da mulher e do respeito que sua família tinha na comunidade.

Um cliente testemunhou o confronto e imediatamente alertou o gerente da loja e a segurança.

Como o casamento deu errado?

Nos meses que antecederam o casamento, CM teve um prazer malicioso em semear o caos. Ele se intrometeu nos detalhes do casamento, mudando convites, arranjos de assentos e até mesmo o menu sem consultar o casal.

Um casamento ao ar livre. | Foto: Pexels

Um casamento ao ar livre. | Foto: Pexels

Cada mudança forçava a mulher a se apressar e retificar a situação, muitas vezes com custo duplo. Em meio à confusão, o apoio inabalável dos avós do noivo e da própria avó forneceram uma âncora muito necessária.

As provocações de CM se intensificaram, chegando até mesmo ao vestido de noiva premiado da mulher. O vestido, um trabalho de amor, foi feito à mão pela melhor amiga de sua mãe, que era como uma segunda mãe para ela. Levou um ano e três meses para ser concluído, tornando-o uma obra-prima premiada. No entanto, a audácia de CM não tinha limites.

Um vestido de noiva branco. | Foto: Pexels

Um vestido de noiva branco. | Foto: Pexels

Dois meses antes do casamento, CM roubou o vestido e o destruiu cruelmente, deixando a mulher em estado de choque e desespero. O dia do casamento chegou, mas o noivo estava conspícuo por sua ausência, deixando a mulher devastada. CM aproveitou a oportunidade para humilhá-la ainda mais.

A angústia das mulheres

Em meio à angústia, a autora do  post  descobriu que seu noivo estava tendo um caso de um ano com uma amiga em comum que ele chamava de “UH”. Encorajado pelo apoio de CM, UH a atormentou abertamente, gabando-se de seu relacionamento com o agora “ex-noivo sem coragem” (SF) da mulher e espalhando rumores maliciosos sobre ela. Seus ataques se estenderam à família dela, questionando sua integridade e honra.

Uma noiva chora ao olhar para sua família. | Foto: Shutterstock

Uma noiva chora ao olhar para sua família. | Foto: Shutterstock

Apesar da fúria da mulher, ela inicialmente se conteve, seguindo o conselho da avó para não agravar ainda mais a situação. Seu desespero chegou a um ponto crítico, levando-a a considerar vingança.

A vingança épica da vovó

A autora do  post  confidenciou à sua sábia avó, que a aconselhou a não retaliar. Em vez disso, a avó defendeu uma retirada estratégica. Confiando no julgamento da avó, a mulher deixou sua cidade natal, rompendo laços com todos, exceto com sua amada avó.

A avó da noiva. | Foto: Shutterstock

A avó da noiva. | Foto: Shutterstock

Quando ela retornou depois de dois anos, ela descobriu as consequências devastadoras das ações de CM e UH. A ausência deles havia cobrado seu preço de sua avó, cujo sorriso antes radiante havia desaparecido, substituído por uma expressão melancólica. No entanto, quando a verdade sobre CM, UH e SF veio à tona, sua avó revelou seu lado astuto.

O caso de UH com um chefe casado levou a um divórcio complicado, à revogação de sua licença por torpeza moral e a repercussões legais por desvio de fundos de seu local de trabalho. O casamento de CM desmoronou quando seu marido, antes tímido, pediu o divórcio, buscando escapar de sua influência tóxica.

Uma mulher enterra o rosto nas mãos de vergonha. | Foto: Unsplash

Uma mulher enterra o rosto nas mãos de vergonha. | Foto: Unsplash

SF estava prestes a receber uma grande promoção, prestes a assumir como chefe do departamento. Esta oportunidade era monumental, considerando que o tornaria o chefe mais jovem da história da empresa. No entanto, toda a perspectiva foi desfeita pelo escândalo e pelo relacionamento familiar próximo entre o chefe de SF (que por acaso era o marido da segunda mãe da mulher).

Homem frustrado sentado no escritório com as mãos na cabeça. | Foto: Shutterstock

Homem frustrado sentado no escritório com as mãos na cabeça. | Foto: Shutterstock

Quanto ao que aconteceu com seu ex-noivo, a mulher  relembrou:  “SF não foi demitido do emprego porque o chefe achou que seria uma saída fácil, e porque minha avó disse ao chefe que demitir SF seria ‘errado e pouco profissional’ e usou sua doce carta de velhinha novamente.”

Vovó ataca novamente

Em uma breve atualização da  postagem original  , a mulher disse que sua avó encontrou UH no supermercado e iniciou o que pareceu ser uma conversa amigável. Apesar do comportamento educado de sua avó, UH reagiu agressivamente, levantando a voz. Um comprador observou o confronto e imediatamente alertou o gerente da loja e a segurança.

Os olhos de uma mulher mais velha | Foto: Pexels

Os olhos de uma mulher mais velha | Foto: Pexels

Quando questionada sobre o incidente, UH relatou o encontro com raiva. A avó, pensativa, aliviou a tensão fingindo que havia recorrido a UH para obter ajuda para encontrar o óleo de cozinha certo, usando seu esquecimento como desculpa. O gerente ficou do lado da avó, e os espectadores se apresentaram para oferecer ajuda e apoio, deixando UH visivelmente desconfortável.

Comentários dos leitores

“Então a avó causou a destruição do casamento de CM, destruiu a palavra e a reputação de CM e SF, resultando no isolamento deles de seus respectivos grupos de colegas, revelou que UH estava tendo um caso e eliminou as chances de SF na promoção que ela tanto queria. Isso é absolutamente uma vingança nuclear!”,  comentou um usuário do Reddit.

“SF acabou sozinho e humilhado depois que sua garota o traiu com seu chefe, sua mãe acabou sozinha, e a putinha está grávida de um cara que perdeu tudo em um divórcio, os dois foram pegos roubando e podem acabar presos. Nada como o bom e velho karma”,  disse  outro.

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