My Husband Took Me to a Fancy Restaurant for Our Anniversary but Only Let Me Order a Cheap Salad – This Special Day He Won’t Forget

Emma’s husband Mark took her to the town’s most upscale restaurant on their tenth wedding anniversary, only to humiliate her with a cheap salad. Unbeknownst to him, she planned her revenge for the following night.

At La Belle Époque, known for its exquisite ambiance, Mark promised an unforgettable evening. As we were seated, he told me, “Order whatever you like, dear,” but his eyes conveyed a different message. I chose lobster bisque and filet mignon, but Mark insisted, “Would you mind starting with a house salad? You need to lose weight.” His remarks were humiliating. He ordered Chateaubriand for himself and a salad for me. The waiter gave me a pitying look as I swallowed my rage, watching Mark enjoy his luxurious meal.

The next morning, I began planning my revenge. I contacted the restaurant to reserve the same table and explained my situation. A friend lent me a stunning red dress, and a lawyer helped me access our emergency funds. I left Mark a note: “Meet me at La Belle Époque at 7 PM. Dress nicely. Emma.”

Mark arrived at the restaurant, smug. I greeted him with a mysterious smile. “I’ve ordered for us,” I said. As the courses arrived, confusion flickered in his eyes. I stood up to toast, drawing the restaurant’s attention. “Last night, my husband made me order a cheap salad while he indulged. Tonight, I wanted to show him what real indulgence feels like.” The crowd cheered as Mark’s face turned beet red.

I walked out, feeling liberated. Mark would never forget this anniversary, and neither would I.