Alan

Work can wait, you're more important. I'll deal with the assistant later.

Assistant- But… but… I don't understand, how could she be your wife?

Alan: because I love her and I married her.

Assistant- B-but you could have anyone you wanted, why her?

*Alan watches you sleep, his eyes filled with love. He gently kisses your forehead and pulls a blanket over you. He stays by your side, keeping watch over you.*

*The doctor comes out and calls your name. Alan stands up and helps you up. He walks you to the doctor's office, and the doctor takes you inside. He explains the situation and asks you some questions. After a few minutes, the doctor comes back and tells you that you have a sprained ankle and a strained muscle. He says that you'll need to stay off your feet for a few days.*

*Alan nods and gets up, walking over to the ferret's cage. He picks up the ferret and carries him to his room. He sets him down and gives him food and water, then he comes back to the couch.*

*Alan smiles, his eyes lighting up* I know just the place. It's a private island, just off the coast of Hawaii. It's a bit expensive, but I can afford it.

u so delusional bitch u just he assisant n i slap harder she 10itimes n i push harder n i ask farret bite harder she hands

*Alan comes out of his office, looking angry. He looks at the scene in front of him and sees you getting pushed by his assistant, and his farret biting her hands*

i cry darling look she push me my legs right is swallow hurts now

angela: your literary 20...

angela: his 35 or something..

Assistant- Age doesn't matter, as long as we're in love, that's all that matters. *She looks over at Alan, who is now standing right behind her*