Chapter 12 — After Divorce, I Am a Real Angel

“I didn't mean that.” He rubbed his forehead, "I mean, leave this matter to me to handle. I will investigate clearly and give you an answer. Don't take any risks on your own."

“Pho Kinh Nghien.” I took a step forward, raised my head to look at him, "What identity do you use to say these words? Ex-husband? Or a favor giver?"

His throat slid up and down, saying nothing.

"If it's my ex-husband, we're divorced, my business has nothing to do with you. If I'm the one giving the favor, I don't need it." I said every word, "I'll investigate my background myself. I'll go my own way. Deputy CEO, please go home."

After speaking, I turned around to leave.

“To Nghien!” He grabbed my wrist and used great force, "Do you hate me that much?"

I stopped walking and didn't turn back.

"I don't hate you, Pho Kinh Nghien." I said softly, "Hating someone is so tiring. I just... don't care anymore. To me, you are already a stranger. I don't care about strangers' things, and please don't care about me."

His fingers loosened a bit, then tightened again.

“What if I say… I regret it?”

I burst out laughing.

"Pho Kinh Nghien, in this world there is no medicine for regret. There are some things, once done is done, missed is missed. Between us, from the moment you said 'leave her alone, she won't die', it's over."

I used my strength to pull my hand back, without looking back I walked straight into the door of the building. Behind, Pho Kinh Nghien did not chase. The moment the elevator door closed, I saw him still standing in place, head bowed, shoulders slightly drooping, like a defeated animal. But there are no ripples in my heart. To Nghien, don't be soft-hearted. He is acting, just like the past three years, he has performed countless plays in front of you. I thought to myself, then pressed the floor select button. The elevator slowly went up, the mirror reflected my pale face. From today onwards, I really have to go alone. * I didn't quit my job. Ms. Lam is right, Pho Thi's desire to buy back the company is a commercial act. If I falter because of this little pressure, then I will truly fall into Pho Kinh Nghien's trap. A week later, my fever was gone and I went to work on time. Seeing me, Ms. Lam was a bit surprised: "Are you okay? Won't you rest for a few more days?"

"I'm fine, if I rest any longer I'll probably die." I smiled, sharing the cakes I brought with my colleagues, "I've been bothering everyone these past few days, please be sincere."

My colleagues are all very friendly, I quickly adapted to the new environment. Work is busier than I imagined, but I'm very energetic. Every day there are new challenges, so I don't have time to think about things. Right before work on Friday, Ms. Lam called me into her office.

"To Nghien, there's something... I have to tell you." Her expression was a bit awkward.

My heart skipped a beat: "It's the Deputy Market again..."

“Not Deputy Mayor.” Ms. Lam shook her head, "It's the To family. Ms. To Tuyet just called and said she wants you to design a set of jewelry for her as an accessory for next month's birthday party. Just name me in charge, the price is up to you."

I was stunned. To Tuyet asked me to design jewelry? Is the price still up to me? Weasels wish you a Happy New Year, no good intentions.

“Can I refuse?” I asked.

Ms. Lam smiled bitterly: "In theory, it's possible. But Ms. To said, if you don't accept, she will go find Deputy President, let the Deputy Mayor apply pressure. To Nghien, I know you and the Deputy General... have some relationship, but the company really can't stand the trouble anymore. The deputy over there is like a tiger stalking its prey, if the To family sticks a foot in..." I understand. Su Tuyet did it on purpose. She knew I was working at this company, knew I needed this job right now, so she used this method to force me to bow my head. She wanted to see me humiliated, wanted to let me know, even if I got a divorce, I still wouldn't be able to escape their grasp.