I really couldn't connect this kind of Alan with my husband of ten years.
Alan called me for several nights. "Donna, why have you been working overtime so much? Shall I come to pick you up?"
I refused him, "My best friend is here for a trip. I need to stay in the hotel with her."
There was actually no best friend trip.
I just didn't want to see Alan anymore.
A few days later, there was a business trip project in the company, and I volunteered.
My female boss divorced her husband. There was no one to take care of her five-year-old child, so she took the child with her on the business trip.
Unexpectedly, the child had a high fever and she couldn't leave while talking to the client. So she asked me to take the child to the hospital.
After I registered with the child in the hospital. I turned my head and froze in place.
Alan.
He was in the hospital with Bailey holding his arm.
Bailey put her hand on her abdomen and looked sweetly at Alan, "What name do you think our child should have, with Winston?"
Alan's expression was indifferent and he didn't respond.
Bailey kept asking. But he raised his head impatiently, "It's still uncertain whether you are pregnant or not, even if..."