Chapter 13 — Forced to return 80 tables, I overturned the divorce table and left them empty-handed

Those deep eyes, when they saw me, instantly lit up, as if a whole sky of stars had fallen into the bottom of his eyes. He reached out his hand towards me, a weak movement but carrying anticipation that made my heart tremble. I walked over and grabbed his hand. His palm was cold but the grip was still clear, as if he was holding on to something he couldn't let go.

“Are you… okay?”

The first thing he said, to me, made my heart break into pieces. Tears fell from my eyes again. Unable to hold back, I shook my head, my voice choked.

“I'm sorry… sorry…”

“It's me that implicates you…”

He smiled softly, his thumb gently caressing the back of my hand, so gentle that it made people want to melt.

“It has nothing to do with you.”

“As long as you're okay... I'll rest assured.”

Manh Dao stood next to us, looking at our clasped hands, his face extremely ugly, and finally he couldn't help but speak up.

"Mr. Trach Than, I just woke up. The doctor said I need to rest. I'll talk about it later."

Lam Trach Than's eyes slowly left me, turning to look at her, so cold that the surrounding air froze.

“Manh Dao.”

“The so-called engagement between us was a mistake from the beginning.”

“Oral promises between two families are not valid.”

“I never acknowledged you as my fiancee.”

“In the future, don't bother me, and don't bother To Van.”

Every sentence, every word, leaving no room for retreat, was like a knife cutting off Manh Dao's entire face in front of everyone. Her face was sometimes red, sometimes white, her lips trembled, tears welled up in her eyes.

“Brother Trach Than… how can you treat me like that?”

"Because of her, do you no longer need the friendship between the two families?"

Lam Trach Than didn't look at her anymore, his eyes turned back to me, softening like water.

“In my eyes, nothing is more important than her.”

That sentence was like a thunderbolt straight down. The whole room... was silent. Even I stood still. Are you... confessing your love? His mother's face immediately became extremely unsightly. She took a step forward, intending to say something. But Lam Trach Than spoke first.

“Mom, I know what you mean.”

"To Van's past, I don't care."

“I just know, it was she who pulled me back from the abyss.”

“If it weren't for her, I'd probably be just a cold corpse right now.”

He stopped for a second, his eyes looking at me hot.

"I, Lam Trach Than, will only marry her in this life."

“I want her to become the mistress of the Lam family.”

“I want to use my last name… before her name.”

“From now on, she is Lam To Van.”

The space... was as quiet as paper. Manh Dao covered his face, burst into tears and ran out. His mother was so angry that she couldn't say a word. And I... stood there, as if thrown straight into an emotional storm. My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to burst. 16 When everything calmed down, only he remained. I was completely frozen in place, as if I had just been struck by a bolt of lightning, both stunned and numb. Lam Trach Than... was able to say in front of his mother, in front of his nominal fiancee, in front of everyone... that he wanted to marry me. I still want you to take my last name. Lam To Van... That name was like a sweet bomb, exploding in my heart, filling my whole heart with unprecedented emotions. I can clearly feel my face When it gets hot, your ears also get hot, like they're on fire. His mother's face turned from unsightly to pale, she pointed at him, her hands shaking.

“You… you are such a bad boy!”

“Because of a woman whose background you don't know, you want to break up with your mother?”

“It finally gave me something to drink!”

Lam Trach Than's eyes remained steadfast, his hand tightened his grip on mine, as if he was transmitting an invisible strength to me.

“Mom, she is not an unknown person.”

"Her name is To Van, she is the one I have chosen... the only one I want to marry."

“I'm not negotiating with you about this.”

“I'm making an announcement.”

Every word he said was like a knife piercing his mother's heart. But for me... it was a vibration that couldn't be named.

“Okay… very good!”

His mother was so angry that she was shaking, her eyes looking at me seemed to tear her apart.

“To Van, I tell you!”

"As long as I, Tan Lam, live one day, don't dream of stepping into the Lam family!"

"You vixen, you comet! It's all because you harmed my son!"

She raised her hand, intending to slap me again. This time, I didn't dodge. But before he could reach that hand, it was held by the bodyguard next to Lam Trach Than.

“Madam, Mr. Lam needs to rest.”

The voice was cold, without any emotion. Lam Trach Than's eyes also became cold.

“Mom… you should go home.”