He Called Me Reckless for $9 Nails

Summary

As the New Year drew near, I, the top sales manager at my company, closed a massive deal.

To celebrate the $3 million annual bonus that was about to hit my account, a colleague suggested we treat ourselves to a $9 manicure at the salon downstairs from the office.

But when I arrived home excitedly, ready to share the good news with my husband Mark, his expression soured the second he noticed my nails.

"You just have money to burn or what? How are you supposed to do housework with those things?"

Mark’s sister, Tiffany, shrieked in protest.