I was so upset that I trembled all over. I threw the rose with no interest, not even looking at the so-called gift.
Alan noticed my abnormality.
He knelt in front of me with one knee and asked me gently, "Honey, is there anything I didn't prepare well that made you unhappy?"
I stared at his eyes in silence, feeling cold all over.
I asked him, "You haven't mentioned Bailey for a long time. Is she still in your company?"
Alan was stunned.
Perhaps he didn't expect me to mention Bailey. He's a little unnatural.
...
Then he smiled and said, "She is just an ordinary colleague. What's worth mentioning? Besides, today is our wedding anniversary. Let's not talk about work, okay?"
I remained silent and didn't say anything.
But my heart was getting colder and colder.
Things that I hadn't realized before were becoming clearer in my mind.
Those cute emojis that Alan used more often during our chats.
More smiles when he looked at the phone.
More and more frequent overtime work.
It seemed that everything became traceable.
I had been married to Alan for eight years, and Bailey had been chasing after him like glue for eight years.
At first, I didn't care at all.
I even thought that Bailey couldn't be a threat.