Chapter 12 — Because of his ex-wife, he lost everything

the striped tablecloth he likes. He misses my kindness. Tham Duong never cared about whether he worked overtime or whether he had eaten or not, she only cared about how much money he gave him this month. As for me, I will leave him a lamp and a bowl of hot soup when he comes home late at night, will put medicine and warm water on the bedside table when he has a cold, will remember that he does not eat cilantro, preferring to eat foods with a bit more flavor. He misses my independence. Tham Duong doesn't have a job and relies on him to support her, but she still criticizes him for not giving enough. My income is no less than his, living expenses, home loan, I actively share. I never asked him for any money. The only time I mentioned money was the fifty thousand he arbitrarily transferred. He couldn't help but compare. The more I compare, the more I feel how stupid what I did before was. One night, Luc Hanh Chu drank wine to relieve his sadness with his friends at a sidewalk restaurant. Drunk, he wanted to call me. Finding the phone number, his finger hovered over the call button, hesitated for a long time, and finally did not press it. But he opened my WeChat friends circle. Then saw my latest status: It was a photo of dinner, 2 exquisite steaks, 2 glasses of red wine, accompanied by the short text: "Know enough". Luc Hanh Chu stared at that photo for a long time, then violently slammed the phone on the ground, covering his face and crying. Listening to my friends recount these stories, his regrets, nostalgia, and anger, I was not moved at all, and even felt a little nauseous. What he misses is nothing more than my gentleness and kindness, the kindness I showed him, and the functions of a wife: cleaning the house, thoughtfully asking questions, helping him shoulder economic pressure. What he regrets is simply losing a convenient tool. That's all. That said, divorce is the best choice. Thinking about this, I even feel lucky because that day he took that plate of braised pork away. Before the child was born, he saw through his true face and stopped his losses in time. Why isn't that considered a good thing? 10 Tham Duong's true face, I accidentally discovered. That day I met my best friend to have afternoon tea at a famous online cafe. The two of them sat next to the window, chatting about work and gossiping. Halfway through speaking, my friend suddenly lowered her voice and nudged my hand with her elbow: "Dan Thanh, look over there, is that your ex-husband's ex-wife?" I followed her gaze and looked over, seeing Tham Duong sitting in the other corner of the shop, opposite was a man. That man was wearing a leather vest and shoes, with a very expensive-looking watch on his wrist, bowing his head, smiling and saying something to Tham Duong. Tham Duong wore a milky white dress, meticulous makeup, smiled brightly like a flower, one hand placed on the table, her fingers almost touching the back of the man's hand. That man is not Luc Hanh Chu.

"Tsk tsk," her friend pouted, "This woman is really quite good, how long have you two been divorced and she's already started a new fish? Moreover, looking at this gesture, that woman is definitely much more valuable than Luc Hanh Chu." right?”

I withdrew my gaze, picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip, looking bland: "It has nothing to do with me."

“Aren't you curious?” Her best friend leaned closer, "Let me go listen for you, okay?"

Before I could stop her, my friend raised her phone and pretended to take a selfie, secretly took a photo of Tham Duong and that man, and sent it to a few friends who were well-informed in the social world. In less than a few days, her friend had figured out everything clearly.