A New Bride Teaches Her Husband A Lesson He’ll Never Forget

David’s cheeks flushed as he realized what I was doing. He glanced at Mark, who was already seated at the table, looking amused.

Throughout dinner, I made sure to praise Mark’s reliability and support. “Mark, you really came through for me today. I don’t know what I would have done without you,” I said, my eyes fixed on David.

Mark played along perfectly. “It’s no trouble at all, Sarah. I’m always happy to help!”

David squirmed in his seat, his discomfort growing with each passing minute. “I, uh, I would’ve come, but Jenny really needed a ride,” he muttered, avoiding my gaze.

“And I needed my husband,” I shot back. “But you weren’t there.”

The rest of the meal passed in awkward silence. David barely touched his food, and I knew my message was sinking in.

After dinner, Mark left, and I finally confronted David. “Do you see how it feels? To be let down by someone you rely on?” I asked, my voice softening.

David looked at me, guilt written all over his face. “I’m sorry, Sarah. I didn’t realize how much it hurt you.”

“Well, now you do,” I replied, turning away. “I hope you remember this next time Jenny calls.”

After the dinner, I walked upstairs, my mind still buzzing with everything that had happened. David followed me into our bedroom, closing the door behind him with a soft click.

“Sarah, we need to talk,” he said, his voice serious.

I turned to face him, crossing my arms over my chest. “Yes, we do.”

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I get it. You’re making a point about my priorities. But you have to understand, Jenny was in a tight spot.”