Chapter 8 — After My Husband Registered Thanh Mai's Fingerprints, I Sold My House

He stepped forward. To hold my hand. But I immediately avoided it. Don't hide your hate.

“Co Dien Xuyen.”

“Your love makes me feel nauseous.”

I took a wet towel. Gently wipe the spot on your sleeve that was just touched by him. That move. Completely crushed his last bit of hope.

“Do you think I divorced you just because of Phuong Niem?”

“You are wrong.”

“My biggest mistake.”

“It's never respected me as an independent person.”

“You enjoy everything I sacrifice and contribute.”

“But taking my value for granted.”

“You always stand in a higher position to impose on me.”

“Want to oppress me.”

“Want to tame me.”

“Wants to turn me into a soulless dependent.”

“I don't love Phuong Niem.”

“What I love from beginning to end is just the feeling of being needed by others.”

“Admired by others.”

“Worshiped by others.”

“To satisfy my own vanity.”

Every word, every word. Like sharp blades cutting straight into the heart. Co Dien Xuyen continuously stepped back. His face was as gray as ashes. Right at that moment. The phone in his pocket vibrated continuously. The caller came. Is the financial director of Co Thi Group.

"Chairman Co! Something happened!"

“The bank suddenly tightened credit, requiring us to pay thirty billion short-term loans in advance!”

“What's more, all the core suppliers simultaneously demanded immediate cash payment!”

“The group's cash flow has been completely disrupted!”

Co Dien Xuyen's hand trembled. The phone fell straight to the floor. He suddenly raised his head to look at me. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

“Did you do it?”

I smiled slightly. No denial.

"That's right."

"I just told Du Thi's bank to handle everything according to regulations."

“Co Dien Xuyen.”

“Don't you always like feeling in control of things?”

“So now.”

“I will let you taste what it feels like to lose everything.”

Realizing the situation was completely out of control. Phuong Niem quickly got up from the ground. Staggered and ran out. She knows very well. Co Dien Xuyen has completely collapsed. And she must quickly find herself a new support. Looking at the back of Phuong Niem running away. Co Dien Xuyen did not chase after him. He just slumped down on the sofa. Empty eyes. The commercial empire he was always proud of. Collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Who destroys everything. It was the same wife that he once viewed as an old pair of shoes. The following days. Co Thi Group fell into the darkest moment since its founding. There is no longer support from Du Thi. The opponents who were previously suppressed by Co Dien Xuyen all took action at the same time. Everyone wants to take another kick. Co Dien Xuyen ran everywhere asking for help. He even had to bow to the nouveau riche that he had always looked down upon before. But no one was willing to help him.

“Chairman Co.”

“Even the eldest lady of the Du family, you dare to betray.”

“We wouldn't dare lend you money.”

“What if the Du family remembers it?”

After hitting the wall countless times. Co Dien Xuyen also understood. What have I lost? A late winter night. He drank until he was drunk. Standing under the building where I am living. The first snowflakes of the season slowly fall.

“Uyen Uyen...”

“You were wrong…”

“I really know it's wrong…”

He raised his head. Looking up at the upper floor where my apartment was lit up. Desperate scream.

“Can I come down and see you?”

“Just once…”

He doesn't carry an umbrella. Let the snow cover your shoulders. Even though the cold wind cuts my skin. I stood in front of the ground-level glass door. Coldly looked at the man downstairs. It's like looking at a dog begging for mercy. Love comes too late. Cheaper than weed. I pulled back the curtains. Completely blocks out screams in the snow. In hand is still a glass of hot milk. There were no emotions in my heart. Because I know. Best play. Tomorrow really begins. Snow fell all night. Co Dien Xuyen also stood downstairs all night. But that doesn't get me even a little bit of pity.