Chapter 2The Snow Mountain Affair

The next day, Anna and I went to the hospital where Sienna was staying.

We also had to interview other injured members of the hiking group.

I waited in the car for Anna.

Anna called me, “Lynn, I forgot my laptop.”

“Can you bring it up for me?”

“It’s in your car.”

I looked around and found it on the back seat.

I grabbed the laptop and hurried up in the elevator.

Anna messaged me.

“Lynn, we’re on the sixth floor.”

“In room 605.”

I got to the sixth floor.

As I walked towards room 605, I inexplicably stopped.

Through the clear glass, I saw Wesley and Sienna.

Wesley stood up, and Sienna hugged him.

She carefully stood on tiptoes.

“Wesley, is there still a chance for us?”

Wesley froze, his eyes swirling with emotion, his eyelashes fluttering slightly.

Sienna took advantage of his distraction, leaning in, about to kiss him.

His gaze was filled with a careful tenderness as he looked at the woman before him. Wesley closed his eyes.

“Lynn, over here.” My colleague called out to me.

Suddenly, Wesley’s eyes snapped open, and he pushed Sienna away.

Both people in the hospital room looked towards me, standing outside the door.

Wesley and I exchanged a look. I clutched the laptop and trotted over.

Anna said to me, “Sigh.”

“The big boss is too protective of his wife; he won’t let us interview her.”

“After all, someone who can spend millions to rescue his first love wouldn’t easily make a public appearance.”

“We’ll just have to interview others.”

I was a bit distracted, vaguely replying, “Oh, okay.”

I helped Anna finish interviewing all the members of the hiking group.

The members were all complaining, “We paid so much money, and because of the guide’s mistake, we almost lost our lives.”

“You’re reporters, can you help us sue this guide?”

I reassured them, “We’re reporters, we can only help you get your voices heard.”

“As for the guide, you’ll need to find a lawyer for that.”

Back at the TV station, I sat down at my desk.

In my mind, I replayed the scene of Wesley almost kissing Sienna.

I had imagined many scenarios of confrontation, but never this.

Wesley returned and appeared before me. I desperately tried to control my emotions.

My eyes were misting.

“Wesley, don’t you need to explain what’s going on with you and Sienna?”

He took off his wool coat, preparing to head to the bathroom.

He let out a low laugh, tinged with a hint of mockery.

“Lynn, using your position to spread rumors—is that your purpose as a journalist?”

I didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Wesley, what do you mean?”

“I just want you to explain yourself to me.”

Wesley stared directly at me, his expression cold.

“Spreading rumors that she’s a homewrecker, this report was written by you, wasn’t it?”

“I’ve already had all the trending topics removed.”

“Lynn, don’t let me see your TV station report anything related to her again.”

“If everyone in your department wants to be fired, then prepare to pack your bags and leave.”

I hadn’t written any report about her.

But Wesley’s defense of Sienna and his accusations made me uncomfortable and hurt.

I retorted, “Wesley.”

“I’m your wife.”

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes distant.

His tone was flat, casually aloof.

“Lynn.”

“You’ve had a crush on me for a long time. You already knew she was my ex-girlfriend; you should be very clear about our relationship.”

“Before you married me, didn’t you know I loved her?”

I froze, trying to speak several times but unable to form words.

My eyes slowly reddened, welling up with tears.