When Anna heard the horn, she hurried downstairs with her suitcase. Once again, she refused to let me send her downstairs.
"Honey, wait for me. At that time, you can do whatever you want. I will satisfy you."
She kissed my cheek lightly with her cold lips.
In the past, she would kiss me directly on my lips, but I didn't know when she changed.
The next day, my phone rang and it was from my father's secretary.
He told me that my father had a car accident and he was dying.
After learning the bad news, I hesitated and called Anna, hoping that she would come back to accompany me to see my father for the last time.
It was a man who answered her phone.
I suppressed my anger and said, "Ask Anna to answer the phone."
The person on the other end of the line was silent for a moment before speaking slowly.
"Are you Anna's husband? I'm Jonah. She couldn't answer your phone now. She's taking a shower..."
Before he could finish his words, a faint voice came from the other end of the line.
"Honey, who called me?"
"It's your husband."
I was speechless.
I came out of the hospital with a heavy heart and found that there were more than a dozen missed calls and a message on my phone, all from the same person.