Chapter 9 — After He Switched Brides On The Ceremony

He took a step forward, stepping on the water stains on the floor.

"Before, I always thought... as long as you were by my side, the wedding would always be the same."

"So I gave that wedding to someone else."

"I never thought things would turn out like this."

"I thought To Nghien wanted a wedding."

"I thought my mother wanted to see her in a wedding dress."

"I thought about how happy all the guests would be."

"It's just... you never thought of me."

His face was pale.

"I read your apology."

"I don't just want to apologize."

"So what else do you want to do?"

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket. It was the menu from the first time we met, five years ago. That day, he ordered a lot of dishes that I couldn't eat. I turned the menu over and marked it all over again. His handwriting still remained on the paper.

"Next time, remember to ask her what she likes to eat."

I looked at the paper. Don't reach out to receive.

"What do you keep it for?"

"I thought... I always remembered."

"You remember I don't eat coriander."

"But forget that... I'm not someone who can be replaced."

"I didn't forget."

"It's just that in my heart, it's not that important."

His fingers tightened. The paper in his palm was crumpled into a fold.

"Can you give me a chance... to make it important?"

"It's already important enough."

"So why don't you come back?"

"Because the important thing is not whether you remember now or not."

"But at that time... did you really put me in your heart or not?"

He stood in front of me. Red eyes.

"Dung Chi... I really know I was wrong."

"I know I was wrong... it's because I left."

"Not."

"It's because your company is about to collapse."

"It's because everyone started criticizing you."

"It's because To Nghien left me a lot of debt."

"Not."

His voice was hoarse.

"It's because I finally understand... you were never someone who would definitely be with me forever."

"That's not understanding."

"Then what is it?"

"Only after losing it did I realize... the thing I always thought belonged to me, never promised to always belong to me."

He raised his hand, intending to touch my wrist. I took a step back. His hand stopped in mid-air. Finally, slowly let it down. Outside the banquet hall, Chu Sam led a few staff members to pass by. They don't stop. Just nodded slightly at me and continued walking. Ta Van Chau looked at them. Then looked at me again.

"I really... don't need you anymore."

"Up until now, I have never been with you because I needed you."

He bowed his head. The pharynx moved slightly.

"So in the first place... why did you choose me?"

"Because at that time I thought... you know what appreciation is."

He stood for a long time. Then turned around and left. As he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped and asked:

"If one day I can rebuild the Ta group... will you come back?"

I answered: He put his hand on the door frame. Shoulders stiff.

"Even just once... is it okay?"

"Not even once... not."

He didn't ask any more. 【Chapter 10】 Three days after Ta Van Chau left, To Nghien came to wait for me in front of Te Ngan gate. She wasn't wearing a dress, just a beige shirt on her arm carrying the box that once contained the brooch. Security stopped her. Through the glass door, she saw me and raised her hand to knock lightly on the door. I told someone to let her in. She sat in the reception room, her hands resting on the box.

"Miss Dung, I'm here to return the brooch."

"Just leave it there."

She didn't move.

"I want to say something to you."

"On the day of the wedding, I really never thought I would rob you of anything."

"You said it."

"Since childhood... I've always admired you."

"What do you admire?"

"She has a family, her own company, a life that is recognized by everyone. And Van Chau is always by her side."

I looked at her.

"So you want my wedding."

She immediately shook her head.

"Not."

"So what do you want?"

Her fingers tightened around the edge of the box.

"I just want Van Chau to see me."

"He saw you many years ago."

"Not the same."

She raised her head. There are no more tears in my eyes.

"He sees you as his fiancee, and he sees me as his sister. I'm not willing."

"So she told him she wanted to wear a wedding dress just once."

Her expression immediately changed.

"I just said it casually."

"Is it when you're standing in front of the dress fitting room?"

"You... how do you know?"

"Because that wedding dress shop is my partner."

She bit her lip.

"I didn't force him."

"You don't need to force it."

"As long as you show a little bit of self-pity in front of him, he will do everything for you."

She was silent.

"Including letting his mother take out my brooch."

"I didn't know it was your mother's relic."

The box in her hand slid slightly.

"You know he kept that brooch in a safe. You once asked him why he didn't give it to you."