Chapter 19 — After Remarrying, I Lost You Forever

"Dien Dien, don't be arbitrary, I can handle that guy's problem, you don't have to marry someone else." Le Huc Tram's face was serious.

There was warmth in her heart. Marrying Tong Tu Sam, although it was intended to provoke General Pho Chieu Da, she also had good sympathy for him and could live with him for the rest of her life. Even if the marriage breaks down in the future, she will not let herself fall into a tragic ending and will leave in a dignified manner. So my brother's worries are redundant.

"Big brother, I understand Pho Chieu Da. Send someone to take care of it, I won't regret it."

Le Huc Tram does not advise anymore. The news of the Song and Le dynasties getting married spread throughout Beijing. Le Tri Dien returned home. That very day, she was stopped by Pho Chieu Da at the airport. The man wore a long black coat, had dark circles under his eyes, and hadn't slept at all in recent days. She wanted him to calm down, and he didn't dare to bother her. He naively thought that as long as he had a good attitude, sooner or later she would forgive him. But unexpectedly, the next news he heard was that she was about to marry someone else. She and Tong Tu Sam had only met a few times, how long had they known each other, why did she trust him so much? Anger flared up in his chest, he grabbed her wrist and squeezed:

“Le Tri Dien, you're trying to make me angry, right?”

"You want to see me go crazy for you, right? What step do you want me to take? Can you tell me directly?"

I admit defeat. When he heard the news that she was marrying the Song family, his heart felt like it was being trampled under his feet, the pain was so sharp that his eye sockets turned red. So when he knew she was returning home, he immediately drove to look for her. He told himself not to get angry, but looking at her indifferent face, he couldn't help it. They are now strangers, no one can mend her heart anymore. His eyes trembled. He put the wedding ring on her finger, a pair with the one on his hand. Obviously they could go back to the way they were, why didn't she turn back? He hugged her, his breath suppressing the pain: "Le Tri Dien, let's talk kindly to each other, okay?" His chest ached. From the moment she gave him the death penalty, he was completely finished. The old man looked for him many times, he stood next to him with a cane, shaking with anger, risking his life to force him to give up.

"Pho Chieu Da, have you run out of medicine? Le Tri Dien doesn't even look at you, why are you still showing your face in front of people? Why does the Pho family have an heir like you?"

"Can't you look at other women? In this world without Le Tri Dien, you would surely die?"

I also wanted to try others, but couldn't. Every time another woman approached, he remembered her cold, disappointed eyes. He asked himself countless times why it had to be her, but there was no answer. He only needs her, without her, his heart is like a dead land, unable to live. He held her hand: "Let's talk." She softened. His eyes flashed with joy. He took her to the manor, the interior decoration was exactly the same as when she was at the Pho family.

"I don't let anyone touch anything, these things are all personally arranged by me."

"Wife, go home, from now on I will listen to you everything. Whatever you want, I won't refuse."

She pushed his hand away. He stared at his back Miss. She went to the ground-level window, dusk fell, the setting sun shone on both of them. Pho Chieu Da held her hand. She spoke: "Pho Chieu Da, have you ever regretted it?"

"When we first got married, we used to lie here and watch the sunset and the moon. But since Luc Vi appeared, you've changed. You no longer prepare cold medicine for me, and you no longer wear the suit I prepared for you. Pho Chieu Da, you began to be influenced by lust and became ungrateful."