Chapter 20 — After Remarrying, I Lost You Forever

"I gave you a chance. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't have remarried."

“But this time, I'm really tired, there's no way to forgive you.”

"Love cannot be defined as right or wrong. I'm not wrong, we're just not compatible."

How could there be something wrong? How much she loved him, he was the most obvious. The sweet memories of the past are still palpable before my eyes. If you're drunk, she'll massage your forehead. Whenever he was tired and missed her, she would go right in the night to be with him. He always kept her favorite items in mind and told his secretary to prepare them.

“Le Tri Dien, don't say things I don't want to hear.”

He squeezed her neck and forced him to kiss her. The force was very strong, carrying despair and pain, the taste of blood filled his mouth, but he still hugged her waist, not letting her back down. She said she wanted to leave, no matter how much he held her back, she would go. If that's the case, I won't hold back anymore. Over the past twenty years, he has never had to be patient for anyone, he has to get whatever he wants. He loved her, so he was willing to comfort her, but what about her? She doesn't sympathize with him. Chat! She gave him a fatal slap.

“Pho Chieu Da, are you crazy?”

“If I haven't made it clear yet, let me say it again: We can never get back together.”

He both cried and laughed, the anger and resentment suppressed in his heart could no longer be controlled. He pulled her hand and went to a corner. Picking up the fruit knife, he placed it directly on his left chest. The tip of the knife stabbed into his chest, fresh blood poured out, staining his shirt red, but his eyebrows did not wrinkle even once. He's like a crazy person.

"Wife, if you're not happy, you can punish me however you want. But don't ignore me, don't treat me so coldly."

"Le Tri Dien, all my life I only love you, I can't live without you."

I don't need self-respect and dignity anymore, I just want to hold on to her. She felt he was really crazy. Looking at his crazy stubborn eyes, her eye sockets were hot:

“Pho Chieu Da, this is something you brought on yourself, isn't it?”

If he hadn't had an affair with Luc Vi, if he hadn't favored her time and time again and hurt her, she wouldn't have left. Threatening her with her life to force her to forgive, only disgust remained in her eyes. Do you think that just by apologizing, she can pretend that nothing happened? She is not a mindless toy, she also knows pain. Her heart was broken into pieces, she suddenly felt funny.

“Fu Chieu Da, don't make me completely disgust you.”

“If you want to go crazy, don't do it in front of me.”

"I'm about to get married to Tong Tu Sam. If you want to come, please come."

She broke out of his arms. The fruit knife fell to the ground, fresh blood stained the floor red. Her eyes were calm, giving him a wedding card. He squeezed the card so tightly that he wanted to crush it. She didn't bother looking at him anymore: "I've said it very clearly, there is no longer any possibility between us."

“The past, let it go.”

After speaking, she turned and left. He stood there staring at the blood stains at his feet. Even though he threatened his life, she still did not forgive. That night, Pho Chieu Da cut his hand and committed suicide. She doesn't need him anymore, there's nothing left for him in this world. Fresh blood stained the bathtub red, his face turned pale. Luckily, the Pho family's maid arrived at the villa in time to call an ambulance. He was taken to the emergency room. The old man was waiting outside, angry to the point of going crazy. Why is my nephew so stubborn? Why does it have to be Le Tri Dien? The old man made a decision: “We leave Beijing.” He knew he would never agree, so while he was in a coma, the flight took off straight to Zurich.