Chapter 17 — After Remarrying, I Lost You Forever

He clenched his hands. How can she be so cold? How can you use the tone of a stranger to talk to me? Why? Is she intentionally torturing him? He glared at their clasped hands. He told himself to comfort her, not to upset her. But when the words burst out of his mouth, they carried coldness and uncontrollable anger: "Le Tri Dien, come here." She didn't move. Just stand still and face him with strange, cold eyes. He grabbed her wrist tightly, pulling her towards him. Tong Tu Sam frowned and looked at him: "Le Tri Dien doesn't want to talk to you, don't you realize?" He glanced at Tong Tu Sam, who are you? “Le Tri Dien is my wife, what does it have to do with you?” She curled her lips and smiled at Tong Tu Sam: "I have something to say to him in private. Please go over there and wait for me for a moment." Pho Chieu Da's eyes flashed with pride. You know, as long as you take the initiative to bow your head, she will definitely forgive you. He couldn't help but hug her. His arms were very tight, as if he wanted to engrave her into her bones.

“Le Tri Dien, why did you leave without saying a word?”

"You don't like Luc Vi, I can send her away. Tell me whatever you want, but you don't leave a word, turn around and walk away, what do you think of me, what are our feelings? Le Tri Dien, do you have a heart?"

His every sentence seemed to bleed, his throat was filled with pain. Le Tri Dien broke away from his arms, her expression unmoved by those words. In her eyes, he and the past were old stories, she didn't want to repeat them anymore. But looking at him standing there questioning her, she felt ridiculous. Question her? Pho Chieu Da is the one without a heart. She said in a low voice:

"When you fell off the cliff, why didn't you call me immediately? Pho Chieu Da, do you know that because I was worried about you, I hadn't had a good night's sleep for three months. When I arrived at the fishing village and saw you and Luc Vi rolling around in bed, how much my heart ached?"

"When I saw that Luc Vi was pregnant, you hurt me over and over again because of her. How much did my heart hurt?"

"Pho Chieu Da, our feelings were thrown away by your own hands, what right do you have to question me?"

Between the two of them, the person most unqualified to question is him. She pushed him away, increasing the distance:

“So Pho Chieu Da, don't come and disturb my life anymore, okay?”

“I don't love you anymore.”

I can't believe it. She doesn't love you? Who are you going to love? Tong Tu Sam? From head to toe, he is not as good as you, so why would you choose him and not forgive him? He didn't believe it, he insisted that she was making fun of him. He sighed, his cool breath blowing into her ear:

“Wife, don't make me angry, okay?”

“I can give you anything you want, if you don't like anything I'll fix it.”

"We're not divorced yet, let's go home."

He took her hand. She had lost a lot of weight, her whole body seemed to not have much flesh left, and he felt very sorry. He didn't want to make a fuss with her anymore, he just took the initiative to admit his mistake, right? What is right and wrong about love? She wants him to admit defeat, it's okay for him to admit it. He put his head in the crook of her neck: "Wife, don't be angry with me anymore? Thousands of mistakes are all my fault, I shouldn't show that attitude. with you.” His voice was full of pleading: "Don't look at me with those eyes anymore, I really can't stand it." He held her hand and placed it on his left chest. His heart was still numb from the pain, as if he couldn't find a way out, the pain was suffocating. He didn't know how to ask her for forgiveness, in front of her he looked like a useless person, struggling with his hands and feet. His eyes softened: "Wife, look at me, I love you the most."