Chapter 6 — 26 Days My Husband Lived In The Attic

Tran Dien did not respond.

“Do you find this normal?”

“That technology…”

He gently tightened his lips.

“Much more advanced than I thought.”

“They prepared very carefully.”

“The person who helps me has my own group.”

“Your security friend?”

I looked straight into his eyes.

“I'm not comfortable saying your name.”

“But he's really helping you.”

“He said only if everyone…”

Tran Dien paused for a few seconds.

“…even you…”

"We all believe that you went abroad, Bui Chinh Tac's people didn't come looking for you and Tieu Du."

“So you hid everything?”

“Including your parents?”

“All inclusive.”

He nodded.

“My mother thinks I'm in Germany.”

“I thought you were in Germany.”

“My colleagues think I quit my job to move to a new company.”

“But I've never been to that new company.”

“After you quit your job, you disappeared.”

“I rented a house in Dong Thanh using a fake identity and paid in cash.”

“Then I was discovered so I ran back here.”

“Someone in Dong Thanh came to investigate.”

His eyes turned cold.

“I saw it from the window.”

“Not sure if they're looking for me, but I wouldn't bet.”

“That night you moved out.”

“Only our home is the safest.”

He smiled faintly.

“Because no one thinks you dare hide in your own house.”

“How did you get in the house?”

“I don't have the key anymore.”

Tran Dien replied softly.

“The day I went to the airport, I secretly made another key.”

I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples hard. This man… For the past four months, he has been pretending to go abroad. Living alone in hiding for three months. The last month was spent huddled in the attic of my house. Every day, I only dare to take advantage of the time I go to work to go down to eat something, sneak a look at my son for a few minutes, and then return to that dark space of less than fifteen square meters.

“In the attic.”

“You hid it well.”

“What are you going to do next?”

I looked at him.

“Hiding all your life?”

Tran Dien shook his head.

“I'm waiting for the opportunity.”

“The other friend said he was putting me in touch with someone who could use this data set.”

"Reporter."

“Or someone in the pharmaceutical inspection system.”

“As long as the data is exposed, GR-17 is suspended…”

“Bui Chinh Tac will no longer have a reason to pursue you.”

“How long do we have to wait?”

“He said it's almost there.”

I laughed coldly.

“I waited for four months.”

“And he still says it's almost there.”

Tran Dien was silent.

“Tieu Du knows you're here.”

I said slowly.

“I can't hide it anymore.”

“I told you.”

His expression immediately changed.

“…What else do you say?”

“I told you to keep it a secret.”

“You said I was very scared.”

“There are bad people looking for you.”

“Khuong Mac.”

Tran Dien was so nervous that his fingers trembled.

“You absolutely cannot let anyone know I'm here.”

“I can't keep living in the attic.”

“I have nowhere to go.”

“Then call the police.”

I looked at him.

“I'll go with you.”

"Impossible!"

Tran Dien jumped up too hard, the chair behind him hit the wall.

“You don't understand.”

His breathing was rapid.

“Bui Chinh Tac has a very deep relationship.”

“There are also his people in the system.”

“If you go to the police…”

“It's like telling him where you are.”

“So how long are you going to hide in the attic?”

“It's time for the data to be released.”

“What if that friend is not trustworthy?”

“He is trustworthy.”

“How sure are you?”

I looked straight at him.

“Not even your name refused to talk to me.”

Tran Dien was silent again. At that moment, my phone suddenly lit up. A video call from “Tran Dien”. The man in front of me and I looked at the glowing screen at the same time.

“Don't listen.”

He immediately spoke.

“That person is not you.”

“Now I know.”

"It's just a lie whether you hear it or not."

“If you don't listen…”

I tightened my grip on the phone.

“They will be suspicious.”

Tran Dien was silent for a few seconds, then finally nodded slightly.

“…You're right.”

I pressed the call button. The screen immediately showed the face of "Tran Dien". Exquisite makeup. Soft light. Behind is a familiar hotel room. The man on the screen smiled.

“Have you had dinner yet?”

“Where is Tieu Du?”

The man in the screen smiled and asked.

“Why can't you hear my voice?”

“I'm at my grandparents' house.”

“That's good, you can rest a little.”

I looked at the face on the screen. Then he looked at the skinny man sitting across from him. Same face. But the status is completely different. A person who is meticulous, sophisticated, and clean down to every strand of hair. A haggard, thin person, with sunken eyes as if he hadn't slept well for a long time.

“Ah yes.”

“Tran Dien” on the screen suddenly spoke.

“There is something I want to tell you.”

“The project will probably take longer.”

My heart sank slightly.

“How long will it last?”

“The partner suddenly added a new request.”