Chapter 7 — 7 Year Marriage Isn't Real

The atmosphere is sky-high. I bowed my head. Type two words. Right away. The LED screen behind the stage was dark. Luc Can Nien's entire presentation slides disappeared. Instead... It's a sound wave image of a recording. Just then... A familiar voice echoed throughout the hall.

"You hid it very carefully at Niem Tri."

"In three months the baby will be born."

"At that time I will tell her this is adopted."

The whole hall... Immediately fell silent. The smile on Luc Can Nien's face froze. He stared at the big screen. Pupils constricted violently. The recording continues.

"She will be a very good mother."

"It's just..."

"Can't let her know the truth."

"If I knew..."

"She will be heartbroken."

"I don't want her to be heartbroken."

More than three hundred people. No one spoke up. Luc Can Nien's hand tightened on the edge of the podium. Knuckles turn white. Suddenly... He turned his head sharply downwards. His eyes locked on me. I still sit in the front row. In hand holding a glass of filtered water. Calmly look straight into his eyes. His lips moved slightly. Wanted to say something... But couldn't make any sound. The recording ends. Right after that. The screen switches to the second document. A scanned copy of the Treatment Consent Form.

"Authorizing Nhan Hoa Duong Oriental Medicine Clinic to develop a treatment plan for his wife, Phuong Niem Tri."

"Treatment goal: Supports control of the reproductive cycle, reduces the possibility of natural pregnancy."

Chatter began to sound below. The whispering grew louder and louder. Many people took out their phones. Luc Can Nien finally moved. He rushed down from the stage. The footsteps became faster and faster. Come straight towards me.

"Nien Tri..."

I slowly stood up. The moment he stepped forward. I threw the glass of water in my hand straight into his face. Water flowed down his forehead. Glancing through the eyes... The eyes that have made me tremble for twenty-seven years. More than three hundred people... Silently looked at that scene. No one dared to speak up.

"Luc Can Nien."

My voice is not loud. But because the whole hall was so quiet... Every word rang out clearly.

"There has never been a marriage certificate between us."

"Seven years ago..."

"The person I took to register..."

"It's Tong Dao."

His face... Instantly turned pale. There is no more blood left.

"So..."

"I was never your wife."

"At least..."

"From a legal standpoint."

"Never."

I picked up my bag and placed it on the chair. Continue calmly.

"The drugs you gave me for seven years."

"The in vitro fertilization plan you tricked me into."

"I've already prepared the adoption drama."

"All the evidence..."

"I've given it all to the lawyer."

I brushed past him. Go straight towards the hall door. Take two steps. I stopped. Turn your head to look at him. He still stood motionless in place. The shirt was wet with water. Her hair sticks close to her forehead. That always calm face... For the first time, true panic appeared.

"There's one more thing."

I smiled slightly.

"The legacy of more than one hundred billion yuan left by my grandmother..."

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Because..."

"I'm single."

"Thank you too."

"Thanks to you, I saved a lot of trouble."

I turned around. Push the hall door. Behind set up Immediately, Luc Can Nien's hoarse scream rang out.

"Nien Tri!"

"Come back!"

"I can explain!"

"Nien Tri!!"

The door slowly closed. Completely cut off his screams. The hallway outside was strangely quiet. The sound of my high heels clicking on the marble floor. Every step... Is like a death knell... For my old life. The phone vibrates. It's a message from Pho Thinh Lan.

"The whole hall is in chaos."

"Luc Can Nien knelt down on the spot."

"Tong Dao's mother was also present."

"She's about to faint."

I don't answer. Just keep your phone in your pocket. Walk towards the elevator. Just then the elevator door opened. Inside there was a man standing. I've never met you. He wears a dark blue suit. Tall figure. Completely unfamiliar face. His eyes looking at me... Not strange at all. That look... As if he had known me for a long time.

"Phuong Niem Tri?"

He raised his voice. The sound is very deep. Also very low. I raised my head to look at him.

"Who are you?"

The corner of the man's lips curled up slightly.

"Your grandmother told me to come pick you up."

"My last name is Co."

"Co Dien Chu."

He leaned over to let me get into the elevator. At the same time, press the button to go to basement B1.

"I am the person appointed by your grandmother to manage and supervise the entire estate."

The elevator slowly went down. I quietly observed the man in front of me. About thirty years old. Thick eyebrows. Deep eye sockets. The bridge of the nose has a very faint scar. His temperament is completely different from Luc Can Nien. If Luc Can Nien is like a sharpened knife blade... Then Co Dien Chu is like a solid rock, never sharpened.

"Grandma never mentioned you."

He calmly replied.

"Before she passed away, she just had time to tell her lawyer to contact her."

"Actually..."

"I should have shown up sooner."

"But lawyer Tran Tung said..."

"At that time she still didn't know the whole truth."

"So..."

"For now, don't let me interfere."