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.
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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.
Alan personally prepared a grand candlelight dinner at home because he saw that I was not in a good mood.
He also bought a big cake with 'Happy 8th Wedding Anniversary' written on it.
But I thought it ironic no matter how I looked at it.
Alan personally cut the cake for me and considerately placed it in front of me. I ate it without saying a word.
After Alan's phone rang twice, he frowned and set it to silent.
He tried to find a topic with me, but I didn't respond.
In the end, we stopped talking.
Halfway through the meal, Alan smiled and stood up.
"Donna, the cake is too greasy. I'm going downstairs to buy some fruit. I'll be back soon."
Perhaps the sixth sense that women were born with was too accurate.
At the moment he got up, I thought of his chat records with Bailey yesterday.
I nodded expressionlessly, "Okay."
Alan picked up his coat, kissed me on the forehead before leaving, and said gently, "Wait for me."
See. We looked like a loving couple.
But no one knew what Alan was thinking now.
After Alan left, I also put on my coat and went downstairs, taking a taxi to follow him.
Sure enough, he didn't go to the supermarket or fruit shop to buy any fruits.
Instead, he parked directly at the entrance of the hotel.
Then he walked hurriedly and a petite girl in the hotel ran into his arms.
I sat in the back seat of the taxi and saw him embracing Bailey at the hotel entrance.