Chapter 2 — Eight Months Pregnant, I Realized My Baby Was Not Mine

Lam Thanh Nghien choked up and said:

"Miss Khuong, if you don't want it, I can stop needing it."

“You really can do without…”

She said no need, but her hand grabbed Luc Van Canh tightly. Luc Van Canh protected her behind her back.

“No one forced me not to.”

When he looked back at me, there was only warning in his eyes.

"Khuong Chi, the baby must be born safely."

"As for other things, let's wait until you give birth and then talk about them."

3

I returned to the Luc family alone. In the villa, the nanny is arranging things for the baby. Small pink blanket, custom-made milk bottle, silver bracelet engraved with the word "Nem Niem". Niem Niem. I once asked Luc Van Canh why he had to be called this name. He said:

“If you remember and don't forget, you'll be blessed.”

Now that I think back, the answer was already right in front of my eyes. It's not the word "reciting" in miss me. It's that he misses Lam Thanh Nghien. I went back to the bedroom to pack up my papers. Passport, marriage certificate, medical records, prenatal examination documents. The most important was the embryo transfer agreement that I had signed before, along with a copy that I happened to see later. But I rummaged through the drawer, it was empty, and the safe was gone. The phone rang. It was Luc Van Canh calling. I picked up the phone, my voice hoarse:

“Where are my documents?”

The other end of the phone is very quiet.

“I saved it.”

“Your emotions are unstable right now, don't make impulsive decisions.”

I laugh.

“Are you afraid I'll be impulsive, or afraid I'll sue you?”

Luc Van Canh was silent for a moment.

“Khuong Chi, this is not as serious as you think.”

“I only carry Thanh Nghien's embryo, but the baby is also the lifeblood of the Luc family.”

“I will not mistreat you.”

I suddenly felt cold all over.

“Don't mistreat me?”

“Luc Van Canh, what do you think of me?”

There was impatience in his voice.

“Do you have to say something so harsh?”

"You married me for three years, who will pay the Khuong family's debt?"

“Who is your mother's surgery fee?”

“Khuong Chi, people must know how to talk about their conscience.”

Conscience. When my mother became seriously ill, Luc Van Canh helped me. I used to think it was love. So after getting married, he told me to do IVF, I didn't doubt it. He said my physical condition was very suitable, and also said that the Luc family needed a child. More importantly, he said he wanted to really have a home with me. I believe. But those things were soon seen by him as a card to write off his debt. He went on to say:

"Thanh Nghien's health is not good."

“She can't take any more stimulation.”

“You can safely give birth to the baby first, we'll talk about other things later.”

I closed my eyes.

“What if I don't?”

On the other end of the phone, his voice was completely cold.

“Then I can only let the doctor come and take you to the hospital.”

“Khuong Chi, don't force me.”

I hung up the phone, my fingers shaking violently. A few minutes later, I texted Khuong Viet's brother. 【You, Luc Van Canh tricked me into doing an embryo transfer.】 【The baby is not mine.】 【He wanted to return the baby to Lam Thanh Nghien after I gave birth.】 The phone rang almost immediately. Khuong Viet's voice was terrifyingly deep.

“Where are you?”

“The Luc family.”

“Don't move.”

“Now I bring the lawyer over there."

4

Before Khuong Viet arrived, Lam Thanh Nghien arrived first. She wore a light blue wool dress and Luc Van Canh's vest on top. I realized that vest was a birthday gift I personally chose for him last year. The back of the cufflinks has a small "Z" engraved on it. The word "Chi" in Khuong Chi. At that time, I still laughed at him childishly. He said:

“If you wear close-fitting clothes, of course you have to be there.”

Now it's on another woman's shoulders. Lam Thanh Nghien stood at the door and said in a low voice: