I have married Alan Winston for eight years, and Bailey Yeager has been in love with him for eight years.

The person Alan hated the most was Bailey.

He always complained to me, "Bailey is so ugly. Why is she so shameless? If it weren't for my colleague's sake, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to her."

But Alan slowly stopped mentioning her often.

However, his messages were filled with many cute emojis.

Alan had dinner with me on the night before our anniversary, and his phone kept ringing for a long time.

He explained, "This customer service staff is so annoying. It's our wedding anniversary tomorrow, and I bought you a gift."

I asked what the gift was. But he hid his phone, saying it was a surprise.

At night, while Alan was asleep, I couldn't help but unlock his phone to find the surprise.

But I discovered his latest purchase record, which was a set of sexy lingerie - not in my size.

The consignee is Bailey.

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"Honey, the anniversary gift has arrived. Open it!"

Alan handed me a beautiful gift box with full of anticipation on his face.

...

I took it and opened it calmly. And what I saw was a white branded handbag.

I stood still in shock.

We saw this handbag when we were shopping together two weeks ago.

Alan remembered it because I looked at it a few more times.

I had no expression. Alan asked me tentatively, "What's wrong, Donna? Don't you like it?"

I looked up and asked him, "Is there nothing else?"

Alan's eyes were clean and pure, just like the first time I met him.

The friends around always teased that a man's prime time was short.

As time went by, the young man gradually became greasy, and fat, and even grew a beer belly.

But Alan was different.

He was still tall and strong, with a good sense of fashion.

He could attract many girls' attention whenever he walked on the street, like a male god.

When Alan heard this question, his smile was bright and brilliant.

"How do you know I have prepared something else?"

He took out a large bunch of roses from behind and handed it to me.

"Honey, happy eighth anniversary!"

That bouquet of roses was dazzling, but my eyes dimmed.

I might have believed that at this moment if I didn't check Alan's phone last night. He was so sincere and affectionate, with only me in his heart.

But I saw it.

I saw the latest purchase record. I saw that set of sexy lingerie

He bought it for Bailey himself.

I also saw the message he sent to Bailey, "Wear this set for me the day after tomorrow."

His phone kept ringing during the dinner yesterday. It wasn't some annoying customer service. stuff

It was Bailey sending him an invitation to book a room.

The latest reply was, "Okay, but I can only accompany you for two hours."

Alan was planning a candlelight dinner with me, but I didn't hear a word.

His purchase records and that reply always sting like a thorn.

It hurt my heart.

I couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Alan and I had mutual feelings since high school, and we got together when we were eighteen.

We'd known each other for ten years, and been married for eight years. We both believed that the other was a steadfast lover.

He once filled the university playground with roses and proposed to me in front of all the classmates.

"I, Alan Winston, will only love Donna Todd in this lifetime!!"

"Donna, will you marry me?"

Many people loved him. But Alan never changed and chose me firmly in the ten years.

But I didn't know why he actually cheated on me with Bailey, whom he used to dislike the most.

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.

Her appearance, figure, and abilities were all inferior to mine.

She was clumsy and had always been criticized by her friends for being a burden.

She had secretly loved Alan since college, sending him flowers, buying him meals, and running errands for him.

Even when mocked by others as "a toad wishing to eat swan meat". Bailey still ignored it and never gave up on loving Alan.

Alan was unconcerned when he saw her, and even publicly declared that he never wanted to see her again.

Bailey was sad for two days, but on the third day, she became like an undead cockroach, smiling and following Alan.

Bailey pursued Alan's company after graduation, just to become his colleague.

Bailey almost spent more time with Alan than I did every day due to the work.

...

I even joked at the party, "Bailey is so persistent. What if Alan falls for her because they are close?"

My friends all made fun of me, "You're kidding. Alan is not blind, he will never give up on you and choose that ugly duckling, Bailey."

Almost everyone thought that Alan would never fall in love with Bailey.

But he did.