"Who is she, and why can she enter our residence?"
Elvis's face sank, "Jessica, stop making trouble. I just said for you to go in first!"
This was the first time Elvis had spoken to me in such a harsh tone.
The girl was angry just now, but now she was laughing triumphantly.
"Yes, we celebrate every anniversary here, and the security guards here know me!"
Every one?
Is their anniversary around Christmas? Every Christmas after our marriage, Elvis would send me back to my parents' home in advance.
He said I was my parents' good girl, and I should accompany them at Christmas.
I didn't think I married the wrong person at that time. I wanted to be with Elvis for the rest of my life.
But he wanted to make room for another woman!
There was no need to guess. It was that girl who made the unreasonable request. What surprised me was that Elvis indulged her.
He was a principled person to everyone, including himself.
But he indulged her.
"Jessica, I don't want to say it for the third time. Go back first!"
Elvis lowered his voice and shouted at me.
That girl followed me home and provoked me unreasonably, but he never said a harsh word to her.