Chapter 29 — Ex-Wife Reincarnated

“Because I am To Van.” He said, “Is this reason enough?”

“Not enough.”

“Then…” He pondered, “Because I love you.”

I opened my eyes wide. “What did you say?”

“I love you.” He repeated, "Even though we haven't known each other for a long time, I'm sure."

“…”

“At first sight, I knew.”

“Know what?”

“Know that I want to protect you.” He said, “I want to see you smile, I want to make you happy.”

“…”

“To Van,” He looked straight into my eyes, “Give me a chance. Let me love you.”

My heart was pounding, like it was about to jump out.

“Tham Dinh Uyen.”
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“If… I said if…”

“What?”

“If after getting married, you discover that I'm not as good as you thought…”

“It won't.”

“What if?”

“There is no such thing.” He held my hand tightly, "Are you good or not, it's up to me to decide."

I looked at him for a long time, then finally nodded.

“Okay.”

His eyes lit up. "Really?"

“Really.”

“Don't change your mind, okay?”

“Don't change your mind.”

He smiled, smiling happily like a child. “So now let's go to the Civil Affairs Department.”

“Now?”

“Yes.”

“But…”

“No buts.” He said, “Go now.”

Civil Affairs Department. 3 p.m. Not very crowded. We filled out the application, took photos, signed and stamped. Hold the red book in your hand. Ten minutes, done. I looked at the photo on the marriage certificate. My face was a bit silly, but Tham Dinh Uyen smiled brightly.

“Mrs. Tham.” He called me.

I paused for a moment, then smiled.

“Mr. Tham.”

He hugged me tightly. “Finally, I can marry you.” Being in his arms, smelling his scent, I felt strangely peaceful. On the way home, I received a text message from Luc Than Vu. 【Van Van, I'm out of the hospital. I think now, I won't follow you anymore. Wishing you happiness.】 I typed a reply: 【Thank you. Me too.】 Send. Then block the number. Completely stop. In the evening, we went home. Binh An rushed forward and rubbed my leg. “Binh An,” Tham Dinh Uyen picked him up, “From now on she is your mother.” The dog barked "Woof" and licked my hand, as if welcoming me home. I looked at them, my heart filled with emotions. Turns out, happiness can be that simple. Before going to sleep, Tham Dinh Uyen knocked on the door. “Can I come in?” “Come in.” He carried a glass of milk. “Drink it, it will help you sleep.” I took it and took a sip.

“Tham Dinh Uyen.”

“I heard.”

“Will we be happy?”

“Will.” He said, “I guarantee it.”

“How guaranteed?”

“Use your whole life to make sure.” He said, “I will treat you well, better than I treat myself.”

I looked at him. “Why are you so sure?”

“Because I know what I want.” He replied, “I want you.”

“…”

“To Van,” He looked at me, “What about you? What do you want?”

I thought for a moment.

“I want a family.”

“I'll give it to you.”

“I want freedom.”

“I'll give it to you.”

“I want love.”

“I'll give it to you.”

“I want…” I hesitated.

“What else do you want?”

“Want you.” I said, “Just you is enough.”

He laughed, leaned down, and kissed my forehead. “Go to sleep.” "Good night." "Good night." He closed the door. I lay down, held the marriage certificate in my arms, and smiled. The next morning, the sun rose brightly. I opened my eyes. Tham Dinh Uyen has already woken up and is making breakfast in the kitchen. Binh An sat on the kitchen table as a "supervisor". I walked over and hugged him from behind. Body he stiffened a bit, then he laughed.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning.”

“Did you sleep well?”

“Very delicious.”

He turned around and looked at me.

“Mrs. Tham.”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

I smiled.

“I love you too.”

Outside the window, bright sunlight shines. Three months later. Paris, Architecture Exhibition. Behind the scenes is a mess. Models, logistics staff, and designers crowded together. I stood in front of the mirror, took a deep breath, for the third time.