Just as I was about to take a shower, Hailey's phone rang.
She picked it up, took a look, and hung up.
"Who's calling?" I asked. "Why aren't you answering?"
Hailey nonchalantly replied, "I don't know the number. Maybe a crank call."
As soon as she finished speaking, her cell phone rang again.
She still rejected the call.
I ignored her and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
When I closed the door, I could see the complicated expression on her face.
She seemed to be in a dilemma.
In the evening, I brought Hailey to a very romantic restaurant.
We enjoyed wine, steak, and violin sonata.
It was as if we had returned to the time when we were passionately in love.
I clearly remembered that night, in the soothing violin accompaniment, I held a rose in my hand and knelt on one knee in front of Hailey.
I said softly that I loved her.
Hailey took the roses, hugged me tightly, and gave me kisses.
I could remember the thunderous applause given by people around us.
Just as I was lost in my memories, Hailey's phone rang again.
It was not a phone call, but a message.
After reading it, her face changed greatly.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Something happened to Mathew!"
"What happened?"
"He was poisoned by alcohol and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment!"
Hailey suddenly stood up as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
"I'm sorry, honey. I have to go back to Riverland to see him."
"You can ask a subordinate to deal with that kind of thing," I said flatly. "We're so far away from Riverland. Do you have to come all the way back to Riverland on your own?"
Hailey looked hesitant, but in the end, she made up her mind, "I heard from the doctor that Mathew's life is in danger. He was poisoned because he had to entertain his clients. As his boss, I should go back and have a look.
"Honey, I'll fly back to Riverland tonight.
"Why don't you stay here for several days? I'll come back to you when Mathew is fine, okay?"
"There's no need," I waved my hand. "I'll travel by myself for the next six days.
"You know me. I won't change my mind easily."
Hailey gritted her teeth and left in a hurry.
Watching her leave, I picked up my glass and gulped down a glass of red wine.
It was bitter and a little pungent.
Because of a message about Mathew, the anniversary travel I had been planning for so long was over just as it began.
Hailey left firmly without the slightest hesitation.
It was exactly as I had expected.