My Perfect Husband’s Perfect Lie

"During the Thanksgiving holiday, my mother-in-law Mary came to visit us from Ohio.I took her to my husband Liam's new spa in Manhattan, Apropos.We enjoyed a basic facial treatment together, which I had purchased for $9.90 on an e-commerce platform.Right after the treatment, the beautician slapped a high-priced package down in front of us.She glanced at us contemptuously and said:"Do you really think you can enjoy our premium services with a $9.90 coupon?Stop kidding. You two look like you’re here to freeload. A single facial here costs thousands of dollars. This isn’t some free trial for cheapskates like you."I suppressed my anger and said coldly:“We have already paid for the basic treatment. How can you call this taking advantage for free?. Go get your manager.”A flashy woman walked over. Her arms were crossed. She looked down her nose at us.“I’m the Boss lady of this place.You and this old hag are just trying to get something for free, aren’t you? Let me be clear. You're buying this five-thousand-dollar hydration treatment today. Or you're not walking out that door.”A five-thousand-dollar hydration treatment?So this was it. This was why Liam suddenly got into the beauty industry. He didn't open a spa. He opened a scam shop to bankroll his mistress.I was about to call Liam, but she beat me to it, dialing a number.“Darling, you need to get down to the spa, right now. I've got a couple of hicks from the sticks making a scene, trying to get free services!”"