Bethany will go to dinner with Jessie, take a selfie there, and send it to Larry to make him jealous. See Full Drama BELOW 👇

 

💔 Bethany’s Jealousy Game 💔
A Dinner Meant to Be Seen 😏🍷

💔 Bethany’s Jealousy Game 💔

A Dinner Meant to Be Seen 😏🍷

Bethany had always believed she understood Larry. She knew his moods, his tone, the subtle changes in his expression whenever something bothered him.

So when she finally spoke up that afternoon, she was ready for the reaction.

“Larry… my ex asked my dad for money,” she said softly, watching him closely. 😬

Larry leaned against the kitchen counter, coffee in hand. He raised an eyebrow, took a sip… and remained calm.

“Oh… okay,” he said simply. “Thanks for telling me.”

Bethany froze.

“That’s it?” she asked. “You’re not mad? Not jealous?”

Larry smiled lightly. “I’m not about to be petty over the past. Sharra and I handle our business.” 😌

🔥 When Calm Hurts More Than Anger

That calm response bothered Bethany more than she expected.

No jealousy. No spark. No reaction.

As Larry walked away, Bethany whispered to herself:

“He’s not even jealous… I need to fix this.” 😏

🍷 The Plan

Bethany didn’t need drama. She needed visibility.

If Larry wouldn’t show jealousy, she’d make him feel it.

Jessie instantly came to mind.

“Dinner tonight?” Bethany texted. “Need to celebrate. 🍷✨”

“You know I’m in,” Jessie replied. “Let’s make it fun 💃”

✨ Dressed to Be Remembered

Bethany took her time getting ready. Not flashy. Not careless.

Just enough to be unforgettable.

“Let’s see how calm you really are, Larry,” she murmured. 😌

📸 Dinner With Jessie

The restaurant glowed with candlelight. Jessie greeted her with a smile.

“You look amazing,” Jessie said.

They laughed, talked, and sipped wine—but Bethany’s thoughts stayed focused.

“Hold on,” Bethany said. “This lighting is perfect.” 📸

Jessie smirked. “Go ahead. Make him jealous.” 😏

Bethany snapped the selfie, added the caption:

“Dinner vibes with my favorite ✨🍷 #GoodTimes”

And sent it straight to Larry.

💭 The Reaction

Seen.

Minutes later:

“Looks like you’re having fun 😌 Don’t forget, I’m still your #1 fan.”

Bethany smiled.

“He’s pretending… but I know I got to him.”

❤️ Mission Complete

By the end of the night, Bethany felt satisfied. Not because Larry exploded with jealousy— but because she knew he was thinking about her.

On the drive home, she sent one final message:

“Had an amazing night… but wish you were there 😘”

His reply came instantly:

“Next time, you’re not allowed without me 😏”

Mission accomplished 💋❤️