Worry Marriage

O City Westin International Hotel Elegant and stylish revolving restaurant, Emily sat in the window seat, beautiful little face slightly red, clear eyes until now still with a trace of disbelief looked askance at the handsome man sitting opposite. Usually only on the TV and in newspapers can often see the man - Hank, face handsome, Seti's suit makes him look more handsome, at this time is sitting on their opposite, how can not be surprised, now she looks at eyes as if she saw an alien. Hank's handsome eyebrows slightly frowned, looking at the small daughter who was staring in surprise, his voice low and seductive, "Amy, happy anniversary, let's toast." "Wedding anniversary?" Emily's mind wandered, she had forgotten that in law, they had been upgraded to married. And he called me Amy? As if it's been a long time since I've heard him call me that. Seeing her wander off again, Hank's white hand picks up his cup and touches the one in her hand, calling out in a low voice, "Honey." Emily raised her eyes to Hank, her small hand picked up the cup, a cherry blossom smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she touched the cup with Hank, "Thank you! Happy anniversary." Hank narrowed his eyes to look askance at the smiling face, with a hint of surprise in his eyes as he looked at her, his voice was low, less cold than usual, "Why did you say thank you?" Emily's face looks even more beautiful because of the wine, smiling, "Just surprised that you remembered that today is our wedding anniversary." They had been married for a year and he had treated her indifferently, never touching her body, she was still a virgin up to this point and had not expected him to remember that today was our wedding anniversary since she had forgotten about the day even to herself. Her words through a trace of joy, but there is also a trace of sadness, eyes dense layer of mist, and also feels incomparable heartache. Hank's handsome brows knit slightly, his eyes complex with thoughts, then he gentlemanly pours her a full glass of wine, "Again." Emily sees him pouring more wine for her, already a little dizzy from drinking, narrowing her eyes at him, "Hank, you know I never drink, if I drink more, I'll get drunk." Hank's handsome eyebrows were slightly knit, holding the hand of the wine glass, there was a moment of hesitation, but then said, "Don't worry, I'll stay by your side." These short few words, make Emily's heart burst with acid, there is a kind of want-to-cry rush, and their own silent waiting for a year of husband, begins to return to the heart. Although her head has become more and more dizzy, as if the whole world is spinning, but sees Hank rare so interested, does not want to spoil his mood, so once again clinks glasses with him to drink. Before the meal was finished, Emily was drunk and unconscious, and her pretty little face was red, like a ripe cherry fruit, and like a sweet and clear plum. Hank looked down at her drunkenness, cold eyes flashing silk hesitation, eyebrows knit up, seemed to hesitate, and finally made up his mind, will bring her to the room. Holding Emily stood at the door, he hesitated for a moment and was about to knock on the door when a man of his age opened the door. The man was quite handsome, but run-of-the-mill, purely a landlubber in a suit and tie and a proper person's hat. He glanced at the woman in Hank's arms and said impatiently, "Why are you still here? Just give her to me, it's Linda's birthday and she's still waiting for you, don't keep her waiting." After the man finished speaking, he picked up the drunken and unconscious Emily and her bag, glanced at them contemptuously, turned into the room, and threw her onto the bed as if she were a piece of garbage, without a trace of pity.