Because of his ex-wife, he lost everything
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Chapter 10

Chapter 10 — Because of his ex-wife, he lost everything

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

Life suddenly became peaceful again, so peaceful that sometimes I couldn't get used to it. But even more important was the feeling of comfort that had been hidden for a long time, like the wrist that had been strangled for so long was finally released, and blood circulated to each fingertip again, bringing with it a tingling and refreshing feeling. I started to focus on work again. During the time before the divorce, due to pregnancy and psychological instability, I neglected my work and missed out on some good project opportunities. Now that I no longer have any problems, I work even more recklessly than before. Arrive at the company earliest in the morning, return last at night, proactively work overtime on weekends, from one plan to another, meeting one partner after another. The effort quickly paid off. The second month after the divorce, the project I led won the company's best quarterly award, with a direct bonus of up to six figures. The department head called me out to talk, hinted at my name on the year-end promotion list, and told me to try to do well. On the day I received my bonus, the first thing I did was go out to eat a delicious meal. Sitting alone in a restaurant, ordering a portion of Shanghai-style braised meat, leisurely eating, chewing each bite thoroughly. This restaurant's braised meat dish is very good, soft and full of flavor, sweet but not overpowering, just not the same flavor as the one I stew myself. I remember the image of myself working hard in the kitchen that morning, remembering the pot of pork belly stewed for more than two hours, remembering the soft, shaking pieces of meat that were taken away before I could taste it. I put down my chopsticks, raised my glass and took a sip of red wine, thinking to myself, from now on, no one will ever take away the things I worked so hard to get again. There are principles in life that must be learned through valuable lessons to change them. My lesson was exchanged for an unborn child, the price was too high, so I took it to heart. As for Luc Hanh Chu, I didn't intentionally ask, but some information still reached my ears. Having been married for two years, we also have some mutual friends. Even though I deliberately avoided those gatherings after my divorce, I still occasionally came across some clues on our WeChat friends circle. After Luc Hanh Chu divorced, life was not as good as he imagined. The first thing he did after getting the divorce papers was to move in with Tham Duong. He said it was to conveniently take care of Duong Duong, but in reality everyone could see that he wanted to get back with his ex-wife. Because when he divorced, he once said to me - "If you don't take care of Duong Duong, who will?" The profound implication of that statement is that he has never separated Tham Duong and Duong Duong from his life, nor does he ever intend to do so. Now that the "obstacle" that is me is no longer there, he naturally returns to Tham Duong's side. But the problem is that Tham Duong has never thought about reuniting with him. What kind of person Tham Duong is, I saw long ago when I was still married. This woman is best at using children as bait, treating Luc Hanh Chu as an ATM and a spare tire. Whenever needed, he is just a phone call away; When I don't need it, I'm too lazy to even glance at it. She enjoys the feeling of being in control, shouting and someone is coming, enjoying the superiority of having a man always surrounding her. But if you tell her to go back to living a decent life with Luc Hanh Chu, she is the first person to refuse. Because Luc Hanh Chu ran out of money. After paying me fifty thousand from the sale of the house, part of it he used to pay off petty debts, part of it was coaxed by Tham Duong into throwing it into a so-called "project introduced by a friend, definitely profitable" - the result was not unexpected, it was a scam, money was lost.

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