When Lisa earns her much-deserved promotion, she wants to go out and celebrate with her boyfriend, Troy. At the restaurant, Lisa learns that Troy just wants to put on a façade and be the ‘man’—disrespecting her and her hard-earned role. But when he gives his number to a waitress, things take a turn, causing Lisa to embarrass Troy and walk out of their relationship.
It was meant to be a night of pure celebration. After six months at my new job, I had finally earned a significant promotion and was eager to share the joy with Troy, my boyfriend.
He suggested the new upscale restaurant in town, famous for its ambiance and gourmet menu.
“Let’s just get dressed and go out, Lisa,” he said. “We don’t do this very often, so let’s make the most of it.”
I had to agree; we rarely did this—we rarely decided to go out and indulge in anything.
“Fine,” I agreed. “A night out is exactly what we need.”
And I believed that we needed it. Mainly because, as much as I wanted to believe that Troy and I were supposed to last forever, I had begun to see some cracks in our relationship. Something just felt different.
I was happy in my job, but Troy wasn’t happy in his.
“I do so much, but nobody bothers to recognize me,” he said grimly one evening when he came over for salsa night.
Troy sat on the couch and dug his chips into the salsa and guacamole, complaining about work the entire evening.
It was because of his moods regarding work that I didn’t tell him anything good about my job.
“Maybe you just need to give it more time,” I said, handing him a frozen margarita. “You just started there a few months ago.”
“Lisa, please,” he said. “You wouldn’t understand. Let me be.”
But when I had gotten news of this new promotion, there was no way that I was going to keep it to myself. I wanted to celebrate and be celebrated, and I hoped that Troy would want to do just that.
To my surprise, he seemed really excited about it, and he told me that he was proud of me.
“Really, babe,” he said when he came over to my apartment to pick me up. “This is a big deal, and I’m proud of you.”
The evening started beautifully. Troy showed up with a bouquet of flowers, and he sat down and waited while I got ready. Usually, he wasn’t pleased if I was still getting ready when he arrived, but this evening was different.
“Come on,” I said. “I’m ready!”
Troy put his phone away and stood up, leading the way out of my apartment to where his car was waiting for us.
We drove in silence, but for once, the silence wasn’t tense—it was peaceful, and I felt that maybe Troy was changing. That he was becoming someone who wanted to be here and be present with me.
The soft lighting and the stunning view of the city skyline from our table set a romantic backdrop for our evening. We toasted to my success, with Troy raising his glass of champagne high.
“To the most amazing woman I know,” Troy cheered, clinking his glass against mine. “And to many more successes to come.”
“To us and to the future!” I echoed, suddenly caught up in the moment.
We went through the menu and ordered our meals while Troy spoke about the shared dreams that we had—from the Bali holiday that we had been speaking about for a long time, to wanting to move in together soon.
“I just think it’s time,” Troy said. “And now that you have your promotion, it will be much easier for us.”
Everything went along well, until the waitress brought our food over. Troy kept glancing at her, hoping to catch her eye—he winked at her twice.
I didn’t want to make a scene about it—Troy did this whenever he had something to drink. He behaved as though being a flirt was second nature.
But then, as we neared the end of our meal, I noticed a change in Troy. His usual easy smile tightened when the check was brought to our table. He smiled at the waitress as she stepped aside.
“You should let me pay with your card,” he said, a strain of insistence in his voice.
I was surprised. On the one hand, I didn’t mind paying for the dinner because it was my promotion and I was making a lot more money than I had before. But at the same time, I had also hoped that Troy would want to spoil me for the night.
“Why can’t you use your own card?” I asked, surprised by the frown on his face.
Troy’s irritation was barely concealed.
“Clearly because you’re the one who got promoted, and I don’t have enough money for these fancy dinners, Lisa! You know that, and yet you act like you don’t.”
I was confused by his logic.
“I’ll just pay with my card,” I said, putting my handbag on the table. “It’s not a big deal.”
My boyfriend’s face hardened as he took a sip of his whiskey—he had switched from champagne halfway through the meal.
“It’s embarrassing, Lisa,” he said. “It’s like you’re actually trying to humiliate me by not letting me be the man who pays.”
I didn’t know how to react to Troy’s words. It didn’t make sense to me. And I couldn’t understand what the waitress had to do with who was paying for our meal.
I would have retaliated and stood up for myself, but I could feel my energy being drained by Troy.
I felt cornered. And because I wanted to avoid making a scene, I reluctantly handed over my card.
Troy smirked and picked up my card, signaling for the waitress with an exaggerated flourish, presenting my card as if he were performing a grand gesture.
“I’ll be right back with the card machine,” the waitress said.
Feeling uneasy, I excused myself to the restroom. I just needed a moment to be myself. Troy did this all the time. But I thought that the evening was going well and that he was changing.
Of course, I was wrong.
Before thinking it through, I pulled my phone out and logged onto my banking app. With a few swipes and clicks, I had blocked my card.
Let’s see him pay now, I thought to myself.
On my way back, I paused near the bar, my attention caught by Troy’s laughter from across the room.
He was flirting openly with the waitress, scribbling something onto a napkin—presumably his phone number.
He handed it to her with a wink. I was stunned. I was hurt. A rush of indignation surged through me.
I returned to the table as the waitress spoke.
“I’m sorry, but there seems to be a problem,” she said. “Your card was declined.”
Troy’s confident façade crumbled as he stammered, turning away.
“What?” he asked. “Surely that can’t be right.”
Feigning concern, I suggested that Troy call the bank.
He sat back in his chair and pulled out his phone, dialing the bank and putting the call on speaker.
The representative asked for the card number, which Troy read off my card, followed by a request for the account password.
Finally, Troy hesitated. He was at a loss.
“Okay, Sir,” the person said through the phone. “If you can verify the last three transactions, it would help.”
The waitress hopped from one foot to the other.
“I can answer that,” I said. “A lavender-scented candle, some skincare products, and a new book. And Sir, the name on the card is Lisa Simmons.”
The waitress’s expression cleared with understanding, and Troy was left floundering for a response.
I then pulled out another card and paid the bill myself.
“Lucky I have two cards,” I told Troy and the waitress. “But babe, since you enjoyed the service, I think you can get the tip.”
Troy, red-faced, scrambled through his wallet, pulling out only expired coupons and a few small bills.
I stood up, waiting for Troy to say something—anything, but he sat there tight-lipped.
“Hey, I didn’t take his number,” the waitress said, a smirk playing on her lips. “I just threw the napkin away.”
“I’ll find my own way home,” I told Troy as I walked out into the night.
As I walked outside, I didn’t know if I had made a mistake. But at the end of the day, no relationship should make a person second guess themselves or make them feel like celebrating themselves is wrong.
Which is something that Troy did all the time.
I think I’m finally done with him.
What would you do?
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Pierce Brosnan always has his wife’s back…she helped him through this pain
Numerous Hollywood couples experience their romance failing miserably over time.
It must be difficult to spend your life in the public eye when everyone and his spouse are recording everything you do, not to mention the unfavorable comments on social media.
Pierce Brosnan is frequently depicted as quite the Casanova, despite his reputation for being the ideal charmer on screen and acting opposite numerous stunning leading ladies. But in private, he is a loving husband and the epitome of a family man.
We may all aspire to the kind of connection that James Bond actor Pierce Brosnan shares with his wife Keely Shaye Smith, a journalist, author, and television host.
The ardent couple has been together for more than 25 years, and they still exclusively see each other. Their union demonstrates that real love never fades, even in the face of celebrity, aging, and all the accompanying bodily changes.
For nearly three decades, Pierce and Keely have been each other’s closest friends, lovers, and companions. Seven years after meeting at a Mexican bar, the pair got married and started dating in 1994.
Keely was assigned to interview Ted Danson, but she ended up interacting with Pierce instead. This is how she met Pierce.
Their first date seems like something from a love film. They “sat down under the stars and he held my hand,” according to Keely. Overhead, we could see fireworks and hear Kenny Loggins singing. We conversed till three in the morning.
According to PopSugar, Keely told People in 2001 that “he was captivating.”
Tall, black, and attractive—everything that would make people want to be around you. There was a playful twinkle in his eyes. I was like, “Whoa!” Whoa!
Pierce recognized Keely’s exceptional nature right away.
“I adore her vigor and fire. She possesses a strength that I could not survive without. I become faint when Keely looks at me,” he remarked.
In 2001, Pierce and Keely got married in a dreamy ceremony in Ireland.
It was originally planned for the pair to get married in 2000, but Pierce’s 16-year-old son got into a car accident in the United States. His father decided to put off the wedding, and he ended up with a spinal injury as a result.
But in the end, Ashford Castle—a magnificent Irish fortification from the 13th century—was the venue of Pierce and Keely’s ideal wedding. In addition to inviting 120 intimate friends and family members to the fairytale hotel, Pierce also covered the cost of a robust security operation to keep the public and media at bay.
raising sons in tandem
The couple, who are passionate about protecting the environment and opposing whaling and the extinction of marine life, has two sons.
Given that their two sons were born not long after they began dating, Pierce and Keely were undoubtedly a marriage made in heaven.
Since then, Keely has kept up her impressive work ethic in her own business and has done a fantastic job raising the children. In addition, Keely has done a wonderful job raising Pierce’s children from his first marriage, which ended in 1991 when Cassandra Harris passed away from cancer.
Weight of Keely Shaye Smith
Prior to her relationship with Pierce, Keely worked as a model and was an actress. Keely’s weight has been a hot topic of conversation in the past few years, particularly in gossip publications.
She gained some weight, which is undoubtedly visible to everyone, but who doesn’t as they get older? Keely may have had thyroid issues, according to some media accounts, but I still think she is stunningly gorgeous.
Sadly, because of her shape-shifting, Keely is frequently the victim of vicious trolls. The OO7 actress, meanwhile, claims he still adores his “passionate” wife and that she makes him “weak at the knees.”
He declared, “I’ve found a wonderful woman in Keely Shaye.” “Even after a million searches, I couldn’t find one as good.”
Following her marriage to Pierce, Kelly reportedly put on almost 70 pounds, according to certain tabloids. People in the media have begun to assume that Pierce would divorce his wife as a result of these rumors. Despite this, the couple has never been the subject of cheating accusations and is frequently spotted holding hands and kissing in public.
Naturally, it’s difficult to deal with trolls who criticize Keely’s appearance and try to make her feel inferior. However, Pierce has always supported his wife and frequently declares his love for her in public, which is evidence of how much he cares for Keely.
Furthermore, seeing a Hollywood woman who doesn’t undergo plastic surgery to look younger is quite refreshing. Pierce adores her wife for who she is, and Keely exudes self-assurance.
The love, respect, and devotion the two have for one another has not changed despite the passage of time and their physical changes.
They have no qualms about expressing their affection for one another. Being involved on social media, Pierce and Kelly express their love on Instagram.
For instance, in 2021, Brosnan celebrated his wife’s 58th birthday by posting a heartfelt message on Instagram:
These days, a lot of discussion centers on the tangible and material world. Because of this, it’s consoling to see that Pierce and Keely’s love is genuine and lasting.
Throughout his illustrious career, Brosnan favored to fly his wife to his filming sites in order to spend even more time with her, even though he starred alongside some of the most attractive ladies in Hollywood.
“I would give her tickets to come so we could be together because I missed her no matter where I went in the globe. We simply seemed to click,” he remembers.
Pierce Brosnan has wrapped up his role as Dr. Fate in the action-sci sci-fi film Black Adam. The actor portrays a superhero and sorcerer from the DC Universe in this role.
The 69-year-old actor did, however, take care to maintain certain aspects of his private life consistent with his job. He wore a watch that his late wife Keely Shaye Smith had given him as well as his wedding ring.
“This is our wedding ring and this is a watch that Keely bought me many years ago with an inscription that [reads], ‘Time flies on love’s wings,’” he said in an interview, providing clarification. “I decided to wear it for this character,” he continued. It appeared fitting.
He clarified that Brosnan’s decision to wear these sentimental objects while filming was justified by the fact that it fit his character, who also had a wife. “The man [has] traveled through the ages of time,” he declared. He is among the strongest sorcerers in the DC comic book universe. He did have a wife, Enza, and rumor has it that she was even more powerful than he was.
His wife was clearly overjoyed by the understated but heartfelt homage her cherished husband paid to her in his most recent motion picture endeavor. “I adore those emblems, that he brought those with him into the superpower, superhero realm,” the woman exclaimed.
These two are such a great example to us all; I love to watch them together and wish them many more happy years and memorable experiences.
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