Chapter 8 — Eight Years Is Not Equal to One Betrayal

Luc Nghien Tu turned his head to look at her: "The first week was completed seven days ago!" To Tri Yeu's eyelashes were still filled with tears, panicking and not knowing what to do: "I've been mentally restless these past few days so I remembered the wrong date." I didn't continue to mess with her anymore, picked up my backpack and left the office. From behind came Luc Nghien Tu's pent-up questioning voice: "To Tri Yeu, how many things are you hiding from me?" The next day, To Tri Yeu updated her friend circle. Status line: 【A bit of temporarily borrowed happiness, in the end makes people unwilling to let go.】 The attached photo is a close-up of her hand wearing that engagement ring. Just looking at half of the photo, I immediately realized that the ring belonged to me. Friends compete with each other to leave speculative comments.

"Tri Yeu, are you and Mr. Luc really pretending to be in a relationship?"

“Destiny is determined by God, you can't force it.”

"To be honest, Mr. Luc and you are a better match, teacher Lam is too judgmental."

I didn't leave any comments, my best friend Nhac Di took a screenshot and sent it to me, cursing loudly in the message. I answered her: "Don't waste any more words on her, dirty eyes." After sending the message, I blocked all contact methods of Luc Nghien Tu, conveniently deleted all mutual friends, and completely cut off all contacts. 8 Three days later, Luc Nghien Tu investigated the entire truth. To Tri Yeu's mother's main doctor told him that before her death, the old woman's consciousness was always alert and she never forced her daughter to rush into marriage. The so-called "death wish" is a complete lie intentionally exaggerated and fabricated by To Tri Yeu. What's even more ridiculous is that To Tri Yeu had long asked his lawyer friends to find out how to prolong the divorce, how to make it impossible for the other person to easily end the marriage relationship. Luc Nghien Tu rushed back to the wedding room, To Tri Yeu was packing her personal belongings. He stood in the hallway door, his voice cold: "Hand over the house key." The corner of To Tri Yeu's eyes turned red: "Nien Tu, why do you have such an attitude?"

“I said, give me the key!”

She bit her lower lip: "Is Ms. Van Tinh criticizing you in front of you again? It's okay if she misunderstands you, you can't be suspicious of me like that." Luc Nghien Tu threw a stack of printed documents on the table: the doctor's diagnosis certificate, the chat history between her and the lawyer, the screenshot of the consultation with the Civil Affairs Department. To Tri Yeu's face blinked palely.

“I'm just too afraid of losing you.”

“I never belonged to you.”

“But at first it was clear that you cared for me little by little!”

The bottom of Luc Nghien Tu's eyes were streaked with blood: "I just appreciate Ms. To's help in the past. To Tri Yeu, I am grateful to my teacher, it doesn't mean you can use her death to deceive me!" She cried and grabbed his sleeve: "I didn't lie to you, I really like you. What's good about Lam Van Tinh? She only knows how to keep a cold face and force you, never understanding the burden on your shoulders." Luc Nghien Tu violently pushed her hand away: "She is the one who understands me the most, that's why I look so miserable." To Tri Yeu was stunned on the spot.

“Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock at the Civil Affairs Department, if you are absent, I will directly file a divorce lawsuit.”

“Research From!"

“Also, return the ring, it doesn't belong to you.”

To Tri Yeu's emotions completely collapsed, she grabbed the ring and threw it hard on the floor.

“What are you pretending to be in love with now? I personally put the ring on you, and the person who received your marriage certificate was also me! Do you dare to say, in your heart there is not the slightest tremor?"

Luc Nghien Tu bent down and picked up the dusty ring, remaining silent without saying a word.