Chapter 15 — Contact Person Number One

“Boss Dung, do we need to collect documents to prove the unusual relationship between boss Thuong and Dr. Diep?”

“No need.”

I looked out the window.

“I left him, not because I proved he loved someone else.”

“But because he is no longer worthy of my continued love.”

* I was hospitalized for two days. On the day of discharge, the lawyer brought the divorce agreement to the hospital room. The assets part is very simple. Both Thuong Du Bach and I had our assets notarized before getting married, and our cooperative projects after the wedding also had full contracts. No children. There is no shared real estate that needs to be disputed. What really needs to be cleaned up are the privileges that are not written into the contract, but that exist in the name of marriage. The lawyer makes a list. Priority rights for Thuong Du Bach's family members in the Dung Thi private aviation system. The right to urgently mobilize the Dung family's medical team. Perpetual right of access to real estate in my name. Right to dispatch private VIP guests at Dung Thi airport. The right to co-name the charitable funds of the two families. And all long-term propaganda authorizations were signed in the form of images of us and our husbands. I go from the first item, line by line, signing and canceling. The lawyer looked at me.

“Boss Dung, Boss Thuong still doesn't know that you have decided to divorce.”

“You'll know soon enough.”

“Do I need to contact his lawyer first?”

“No need.”

I turned to the last page and signed my name.

“The Thuong Thi Medical Foundation party is the day after tomorrow.”

“When the time comes, leave it to him.”

The lawyer was a bit hesitant.

“In public?”

“In the break room.”

I closed the document.

“I ended my marriage, without an audience.”

In the afternoon, Thuong Nghien So came to pick me up and leave the hospital. Seeing the document bag in my hand, her steps stopped.

“Sister-in-law.”

“Yes.”

“For the past two days, my brothers have been looking for me all the time.”

“My phone is always on.”

“You didn't answer.”

“Then it doesn't count as a search.”

She was left speechless by me. Getting in the car, she was silent for a long time before timidly asking: "Is there really no way back?" I looked out the window.

“Nien So, my brother thinks he just needs to change the contact person, everything will return to the starting line.”

“But lists can be changed, but trust cannot.”

Thuong Nghien So held the steering wheel and did not speak again. About to return to the apartment, she suddenly opened her mouth.

“Yesterday Diep Vi An came to the house.”

“She said, if she didn't want to participate in his further recovery, she could continue to be in charge of his living management.”

I smiled.

“Thuong Du Bach agrees?”

“No.”

This is a bit unexpected.

“You said, she's just a doctor.” Thuong Nghien So's voice was very soft. "Diep Vi An's face at that time was very unsightly."

I have no comment. Until now, Thuong Du Bach remembered to emphasize that she was just a doctor. Not because he suddenly understood the limits, but because I was really about to leave. * The night of the party, the wound on my forehead was removed with gauze, leaving only a light pink scar. The right shoulder still cannot be raised high. The assistant chose a clever, off-the-shoulder tuxedo for me cover the injured area. When arriving at the hotel, Thuong Thi's people were checking the process one last time. I entered the banquet room, my first eyes immediately fell on the center table. Three seats next to each other. Thuong Du Bach is in the middle. I'm on the right. Diep Vi An is on the left. The nameplate on the table has not been removed yet. The general secretary of the charity fund saw me and immediately ran out to welcome me.

“Boss Dung, I'm here.”

“Why are the seats still the same?”

His face stiffened.