Chapter 54 Debra’s Birthday

As soon as I finished speaking, I was a bit surprised, and even Alan fell silent for a moment. Because it used to be Alan who was impatient and said things like that. Now that it's me, it feels a bit strange. But strange as it is, I seem to enjoy this feeling of impatience. Alan looked like he wanted to say something more, but I instinctively hung up the phone. In the past, when Alan would answer my calls, he often did the same—once he finished saying what he wanted, he'd hang up immediately. He never gave me a chance to speak. I thought about how things were developing, and maybe next time, I should just not answer Alan’s calls at all. After all, he hasn’t answered my calls in a long time. He should know what it feels like when each spouse goes their own way. Not every time he calls should I rush over, feeling small and humiliated. But when I try to find him, he’s always unavailable—either rejected or unreachable. It’s just not fair when you think about it. I need to recl