My Husband Didn’t Meet Me at the Airport Because His Friend’s Wife Asked Him to Pick Her up after Gym – I Taught Him a Perfect Lesson

When I returned from a grueling business trip, I expected my husband, David, to meet me at the airport. Instead, he chose to help a friend’s wife. Furious and hurt, I decided to teach him a lesson about priorities, not realizing it would transform our relationship.

I had just landed after a business trip to Tokyo, my body aching from the long flight. I eagerly texted David, “Landed! Can’t wait to see you.” His response was immediate but disappointing: “Hey, babe. Can’t make it. Jenny needed a ride after her gym session. Sorry. Will make it up to you.”

My heart sank. This wasn’t the first time David prioritized Jenny over me. Fuming, I called Mark, a reliable friend, who promptly came to pick me up. While venting to Mark about David’s repeated letdowns, I devised a plan. That evening, I invited Mark for dinner to thank him. When David arrived, he saw the beautifully set table and Mark’s presence, realizing my point. David’s discomfort grew as I praised Mark’s reliability. Finally, David understood the impact of his actions. Our conversation that night led to a profound change in our relationship, emphasizing the importance of prioritizing each other.

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