Chapter 1 — Don't Dream Of Escape From Me

After marrying my husband, my mother-in-law paid me 100 million in salary every month. At that time I still thought: "Is this called a plant? It's clearly a sleeping prince in his own forest!" But then, one day, I accidentally heard the voice of that "vegetable" husband. "Light... light! Don't wipe anymore!! If you keep wiping like this, you're going to have a reaction... It's so embarrassing qaq..." ... Yes, from that moment, as a "conscientious worker", I suddenly became the hardest-working nanny on earth. After that, I quietly accumulated enough money and prepared to run away. But unexpectedly... just as I was about to hide, the vegetable husband suddenly opened his eyes. He sat up, frowned, and sounded dissatisfied: "What is this? Having an affair right in front of me? I... I'm so angry! Do you still have any dignity in my eyes?!" That year, I was extremely poor. I was struggling to find a job when I saw an extremely strange recruitment advertisement: "Looking for a wife for my son, salary 100 million per month. Requirements: take care of my son's food, daily activities. (Note: due to an accident, he is currently in a vegetative state) If you take good care of him, bonus, unlimited." At first, I thought this was definitely a new type of scam. But when I saw the name of the person posting the news - a wealthy businesswoman, famous throughout the city - I started to believe it was real. Ordinary people certainly would not dare to do this job. But at that time, I was too poor. My family owes a huge gambling debt caused by my father. This morning, he was sitting crouched in the corner, his face pale, whispering: "Nhu Nhu... dad... I'm sorry for you. This debt... I can never repay... Or... let me die, you still have a chance to live..." Saying that, he went straight to the window, took one step and jumped down. I rushed forward in panic, hugged him tightly, almost crying at the top of my voice: "Are you crazy?! In this world, you are my only relative! You raised me to this point, even though you are not a good father... But at least you have to live!" I looked straight into his eyes, my voice shaking and grumpy: "Dad died in front of me, did you ever think how I would live? Did you ever think... I would carry this wound for the rest of my life?" My father trembled, sat down on the ground, held his head, and cried without making a sound. He kept repeating the same sentence over and over, his voice hoarse and choked: "Dad... you're useless... you're really useless..." At that time, I was also hot-blooded so I spoke harshly like that. But looking back... the more I think about it, the more desperate I feel. Even though I have a master's degree and graduated from a prestigious university, it sounds really impressive... But my major is the humanities, a "black hole" type of field that makes it difficult to find a job after completing my studies. My monthly income, earning ten million is lucky, I also have to deduct rent, food, living expenses... Thinking about my father's huge gambling debt, I almost see no way out. That night, I tossed and turned all night, thinking to the point of insomnia. Finally, I gritted my teeth and decided. The next morning, I put on my makeup, put on the last decent clothes left in the closet, adjusted my face in front of the mirror, and forced myself to smile. Then I picked up my bag, went straight to the address in the advertisement, and started applying for this "marriage for hire" job. When I arrived, I discovered it So... I'm not the only one aiming for this "dream" job. Anyway, as long as that plant husband doesn't wake up, the legal marriage cannot take place. In essence, this is a high-end nanny job, with meals at home, with a salary of hundreds of millions a month - exactly the legendary high-paying light job. But I didn't expect that Mrs. Thoi - a wealthy lady, mother of the "plant husband" - would set selection conditions so strict that it scared people. I stood in the waiting line, observing each person being eliminated, with my heart pounding: • The girl before me, as pretty as a star, but with a low education level → was directly eliminated. • The next girl, highly educated, but her face doesn't match Ms. Thoi's "taste" → was also eliminated. • There are also girls who, because their height does not meet the standards, or their weight is a little off → are all immediately dismissed. This standard... I swear, is even stricter than when selecting concubines in the old harem! When it was my turn, I took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, then used both hands to raise the file, bowed my back, and spoke seriously as if I were submitting a doctoral thesis: "Hello Mrs. Thoi, this is... my file." Mrs. Thoi sat cross-legged on the luxury sofa, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, slowly flipping through each page of documents. Her eyes glanced at me slightly, her tone was indifferent but sharp: "Diploma... is okay. Appearance... is also considered okay." Having said this, she put down the file, raised her chin and looked straight at me: "Stand up, turn around so I can see." I obeyed, my face turned red, but I still tried to stand up straight, spun around in front of her, screaming in my heart: "Is this a nanny interview, or is it a beauty pageant?!" After that, she started asking me a series of questions: From living habits, patient care skills, nutritional knowledge, to even basic medical first aid abilities... It was no different than interviewing for a multinational corporation! I was sweating profusely but still tried to answer properly. Finally, after pondering for a long time, Mrs. Thoi nodded slightly, a faint smile passed her lips: "Okay... I'm satisfied. You've been accepted." “It's not enough to embarrass my son.” “If one day he wakes up, this engagement contract is still valid.” I was extremely grateful and signed the contract, even carefully asking the details of the work that needed to be done. Lady Thoi probably thought I was the type of girl who wanted to marry into a wealthy family, so she was so eager. But in reality... not at all. Kim Tu - before becoming a plant man - was once the heroic figure of the entire Van city. He has an outstanding appearance, a distinguished family background, and elegant manners, exactly like the model of a legendary young tycoon. Unfortunately, a car accident changed everything. From the proud prince who climbed to the top of glory, he fell straight to hell: • The wealthy family's fiancee ran away without looking back. • Parents argued fiercely, then divorced. • Media, friends, previous compliments... also gradually disappear. The name Kim Tu once shone brightly in the upper class, but has now been forgotten in the silence of time. Even so, when Lady Thoi posted the information "recruiting a wife for her son", the number of girls who voluntarily registered was still not small. Anyway, just marry a real person thing is to be able to climb to the clouds in one step, eat well and wear comfortable clothes, and sit firmly on the throne of a young lady. But… among them, there is no me. I don't want to marry him. I just want to make money, pay off all my debt, and then run away. 3 The first time I met Thoi Kim Tu was when Mrs. Thoi took me to his room. His room is located on a separate floor in the villa, extremely spacious, luxurious, and fully equipped with all modern medical equipment. In the room there were private nurses, private doctors, private bodyguards - a full team just like a high-end private hospital.{Read full at Van Ha Tuong page} When I saw Mrs. Thoi leading me in, everyone bowed respectfully, no one dared to raise their face. To be honest, that scene... was extremely powerful. Stepping closer to the large bed placed in the middle of the room, I had the opportunity to look closely at Thoi Kim Temple. He is still in a deep coma. Although his face is a bit pale, thanks to careful care, his old handsome features are still intact. High nose bridge, sharp cheekbones, long eyelashes like butterfly wings softly falling... So handsome that... makes people regret. It's a pity, a man like this... Now lies here silently, like a "sleeping prince" who doesn't know when he will wake up. At this moment, Mrs. Thoi turned to me, her voice was gentle but sharp, setting out a very clear request: "The heavy, arduous work... doesn't need you to do. You just need to stay in the villa every day, talk to my son, help clean his body, and take care of his daily activities. The doctor said, if he has enough will to live, the possibility of waking up is still there." I nodded vigorously, trying to act like I was a "professional caregiver", but in my heart I was thinking: "Talking to a 'vegetable person'... What if he opens his eyes and wakes up, I'm afraid I'll faint on the spot..." "Every month's salary will be transferred directly to your card, don't worry. If you want to go out, I won't forbid you, but every night you have to return to the villa. In special cases you can't come back, you have to give me an hour's notice, I don't want to." It happened that someone ran away with money.” After listening, I found it so reasonable. So, I happily moved into the villa permanently, officially becoming the "nominal wife" of Thoi Kim Tu.