"Bella, I am a professional financial officer. I am definitely better at managing money than you!"

"Besides, there are so many household chores. I don't want you to worry about our finances!"

"Give me your payroll card. I promise I will double the money next year!"

Kyler held my hand, embraced me, and earnestly persuaded me to give him my payroll card.

Seeing the new decoration on the glass, I quickly realized something.

This was the first month of our marriage.

In my previous life, I listened to his nonsense and handed over my payroll card.

But I never got it back in my whole life.

Kyler said that if I needed anything, I should tell him and he would buy it.

But in reality, he was extremely stingy.

He even hesitated whether to buy me a dress worth 35 dollars from summer to autumn. Finally, he didn't buy it on the pretext of the weather.

Every time I made a fuss, he would cry and say, "I came from the countryside, and I have lived a hard life for too long. I'm sorry to make you suffer."

...

I could only let it go for the sake of our relationship.

But in the end, I lived a frugal life for a lifetime, and he spent all the money we saved on another woman!

Damn!

What a terrible man!

I sneered.

I calmly distanced myself from him.

Looking at his eager face, I slammed the table and decided to do something.

"Humph! Other men's wives manage the money, but you, on the contrary, ask me for my payroll card!"

"I work just for the joy of getting paid. If I give you my card, what motivation do I have to go to work?"

"Besides, when men have money, they do terrible things. What if you mess around out there?"

I stood with my hands on my hips, looking furious.

Kyler didn't expect that I, who had always been gentle, would react so strongly.

He got down on one knee in front of me and raised his hand to swear.

"I will never do that. You can rest assured! I only love you!"

I snorted.

And I threw my bank card on the table.

"Anyway, since I'll have to ask you for money in the future, I might as well just resign now!"

As soon as Kyler heard me mention resignation, his face changed.

After all, I was still paying a portion of the mortgage and car loan.

If I resigned, he would probably struggle to support himself.

After a moment's hesitation, he handed me the bank card and quickly changed his mind.

"Alright, alright, if you don't want to give it to me, forget it. We are a family. We shouldn't argue about this."

Although I managed to keep my payroll card, Kyler and I argued every other day.

Last week, Kyler complained that I used the washing machine to do laundry. He said that I was wasting water and electricity.

The day before yesterday, I bought a big durian, and he mocked that I was spoiled.

Today, I came home with a bucket of popcorn.

Kyler was so angry that he pointed at me with an indignant look and questioned me.

"A bucket of popcorn cost 1.6 dollars, right? You could have got much food with 1.6 dollars."

"Bella Collins, can't you stop being so extravagant?"

"We are an ordinary family, not nouveau riches. We'll run out of money one day!"

...

While watching TV, I snorted and retorted, "Would our family go bankrupt just because of a bucket of popcorn?"

"If people don't know, they would think that both of us are paralyzed and unable to move in bed!"

"Kyler, you are the head of the family. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Anger choked his words.

He changed his strategy and acted pitiful.

...

Kneeling at my feet, Kyler looked at me tearfully and said, "Bella, you don't understand."

"When I was little, I only ate leftovers in the cafeteria, not to mention popcorn."

"Every penny was earned by my dad carrying bricks."

"I'm not stopping you from buying food. I just don't want you to spend money on useless things."

I looked at his sincere face and almost burst out laughing.

This felt familiar.

I had heard this a thousand times in my previous life.

He always said his parents had a hard time and he had been frugal since childhood. In short, he was poor.

So he got an advantage over me.

I rolled my eyes and frowned.

"It's none of my business whether you are poor or not."

"I didn't spend your money."