Stand Me Up Again and It's Goodbye

Ivy Rivers and I had been married for three years, yet we still hadn't registered our marriage legally.Today marked the milestone of her 1,000th successful flight. It was also the 17th time she'd promised to finally register our marriage with me.But at the celebration banquet, while her direct supervisor was forcing drinks on me, she was busy exchanging dishes and toasting with her male pilot apprentice.Despite my high fever and drinking to the point of near collapse, she didn't even look my way. Numerous coworkers shook their heads and clucked their tongues, their eyes filled with sympathy as they regarded me. Anyone with eyes could see who I was enduring this physical discomfort and drinking for. Yet after the celebration banquet ended, Ivy, who was supposed to go with me to City Hall to register our marriage, stood me up once again.She drove the car to the restaurant entrance and blocked me from getting in with one hand."Owen drank a little too much on my behalf just now

The next morning, I woke up and started packing my luggage. I was halfway through when Ivy came home looking exhausted.Following her through the door was a strong scent of men's cologne that caught me off guard.Ivy hated the smell of cologne. Every time I used it, she would scold me. So I hadn't used any cologne for a long time. Looking back now, she didn't hate cologne—she just didn't like me using it.Seeing me packing, she paused. "Owen sobered up too late last night. I got a hotel room by myself. That's why I didn't come home."I looked up at her, somewhat surprised. This was the first time in three years of marriage that she'd voluntarily explained herself to me.I nodded without speaking. She then slowly walked up to me and asked, looking down, "Are you packing because you have a work flight?"I nodded. "Something like that."After hearing this, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief for some reason, then continued, "I have something to do today. I'm just here to grab so

That night at 11:00 pm, Ivy made a rare appearance at home.After coming in and taking off her jacket, she was about to hang it behind the door when she noticed the photo used to hang there was missing. She suddenly froze in place."Where's the photo of us that was hanging behind the door?"Without even putting down her jacket, she walked into the bedroom looking somewhat flustered."It fell and broke."Hearing this, she glanced at the broken glass in the trash bin by the door, and her expression relaxed. She then set her jacket aside and pulled out a bag containing a Gucci belt."I didn't have time to give you the gift I promised yesterday. Today happens to be our third wedding anniversary, so this belt is for you. Happy anniversary."She placed the belt on the bed, and for a moment I wondered if I'd heard wrong. After three years of marriage, she actually remembered our wedding anniversary?But seeing the receipt showing it was purchased just half an hour ago, I suddenly unde

Ivy sat numbly in the airport for three whole hours after leaving the flight attendant center. During those three hours, memories kept flashing through her mind as she looked at every corner of this airport.Eight years ago, we first met at the security checkpoint. It was her first day transitioning from ground crew to flight crew.She'd been so excited she couldn't sleep the night before, leaving her somewhat off her game. She even dropped her work ID on the floor while going through security.I was the one who picked up her credentials, saving her from a potential mishap. That was how we learned each other's names.After that, she often invited me for late-night meals at the airport after flights. Once, twice, and before long, we went from acquaintances to lovers.During our time together, we explored every corner of this airport. Even better, we were soon assigned to the same routes—probably the luckiest thing that could happen to any airline couple.We flew domestic and inter

"What? Ivy, what did you say? You want to fly the Avalonia route? I didn't hear that wrong, did I? Didn't you once swear you'd never fly to Avalonia again in this lifetime?"Five years ago, I had to specially petition headquarters for you because of this, and they gave me an earful."A phone call came through less than a minute after Ivy sent her text. Sam Sporano's voice was tinged with shock and disbelief. An incident five years ago on a flight to Avalonia led Ivy to make a firm request to headquarters that she never be assigned another flight to Avalonia. If they didn't comply, she would resign. Everyone senior at the airline knew about this, so it was beyond surprising that she voluntarily requested the Avalonia route."I'm serious, Sam. Please help me petition headquarters again. It has to be as soon as possible!" Ivy's voice was unusually firm."What on earth happened?" Sam asked."Sam, let me ask you something. These past three years, does everyone think I've crossed