The Perfect Husband's Receipt Trap A Wife's Revenge

My husband gave me twenty thousand dollars a month for household expenses. Everyone said I was the luckiest woman alive.

But only I knew the truth. I couldn't touch a single cent of that money without permission.

Groceries had to be logged. Clothes required an application. Even a $9.80 bottle of soy sauce meant I had to smooth out the receipt, photograph it, and send it to him for inspection.

If I was even a second late, the interrogation began.

"Spending my money like water again? How did I end up marrying such a wasteful woman!"