Alan felt a little disappointed, but he didn't say anything and soon fell asleep.
I stared at Alan's sleeping face, so familiar, with tears streaming down my face.
I deliberately avoided Alan for the next few days.
I, who rarely worked overtime, started working overtime more often. I didn't want to go back to that home even if I just stared at the computer in the office.
I didn't know how to get along with Alan.
Alan and I made an agreement in the first year of our marriage. We could fall in love with someone else, without hiding or betraying. We could talk about it openly, and we can part ways amicably.
Alan's eyes turned red, he hugged me tightly and said he only loved me. He told me not to say such silly things anymore.
I didn't believe in forever. But after eight years of marriage, I still firmly believed in Alan.
But on that night, I couldn't sleep all night and looked at Alan's phone again.
Bailey complained in the chat that he was too rough and made her very painful.
But Alan said, "This set is perfect for you. I couldn't resist, sorry."
Bailey also asked why he didn't take any safety measures this time.
After five minutes, Alan replied, "I want a child."