Rose's hands trembled as she picked up her cell phone from the floor. The title of the article made her scared to reread it. She clutched her phone tightly as her mind reeled back to the day she met Carla Miller.
[ Sorry, I can't... I have to fly to New York this afternoon. Yes, Yes… hahaha, I know it, right!! Well… I'll spend Christmas Eve there with him. He invited me to accompany him to a gala dinner with his business partner. So, I have to fly there… ]
The telephone conversation she had heard from Carla Miller filled her mind. The unfinished puzzle that had been bothering her mind was finally solved; The man Carla Miller met in the US was Evan, her husband.
"So this is the reason Evan suddenly delayed his return?" Rose muttered under her breath. Unable to hold herself up, she slumped onto the bed. "This is not true… this is not true…"