Chapter 3 — From Abandoned Bride to Tycoon's Nanny

I stood at the end of the hallway on the second floor, looking at the lake outside the window, for the first time feeling like I was about to lose my bearings. The butler did not know when he appeared behind him.

“What's going on?”

"Mr. Luc told me to convey that your salary has been advanced for one month and transferred to your account."

I was stunned. Taking out my phone, I saw a text message from the bank. Received: Fifty thousand yuan. Fully fifty thousand. I stared at that number, speechless for half a day.

"Mr. Luc said, this is an advance payment, not alms. Once deducted, payments will continue to be made monthly."

I clenched my nails into my palms.

“Please send your thanks to Mr. Luc for me.”

“No need to thank me.”

A low voice rang out from the direction of the stairs. I turned around. Luc Canh Tham didn't know when he had returned. He was wearing a dark gray overcoat, with some dew and rain still lingering in his hair. He walked past me, his steps not stopping.

“It's okay to take good care of Niem Niem.”

He went up to the third floor. The door closes. I stood there stunned, holding the phone tightly. Fifty thousand. My mother is saved. At 4:30 p.m., I ran to the hospital and paid 120,000 hospital fees. My mother lay on a hospital bed, thin with only a handful of bones remaining.

“Van Van, where does the money come from?” She asked weakly.

“I found a job.” I grabbed my mother's hand, "The salary is very high, don't worry."

“What is it, child?”

“Taking care of a baby.”

Mom's hand tightened slightly.

“Van Van, your father… he is here.”

My face immediately turned cold.

“What did he come for?”

"He said Uyen Thanh was about to get married, and told mom not to hold grudges. He also said... if you agree to be a bridesmaid, they will pay for the surgery."

"Mom, I've already paid for the surgery, I don't need their money."

Mother's eye sockets were red.

"It's the mother that has to do with the child..."

“No mom.” I held my mother's hand tightly, "Mom, rest assured and recuperate, I'll take care of the other things."

Leaving the hospital, it was already dark. I stood in front of the gate to call a car. A white Porsche suddenly parked in front of me. The car window rolled down. To Uyen Thanh sat in the passenger seat, wearing exquisite makeup, a smile on the corners of her lips.

"Little sister? Why are you here?"

The person sitting in the driver's seat is Chu Tu Hien. He saw me, his expression a bit unnatural.

“Visit mom.” My voice is very faint.

“Oh, I and Tu Hien also came to visit aunt. It was a coincidence that we met you.” To Uyen Thanh pushed the car door and got out, taking Chu Tu Hien's arm, "That's right, sister, has Tu Hien told you about being a bridesmaid? What are you thinking?"

“Don't go.”

Her smile stiffened.

"Sister, don't be so petty. I and Tu Hien truly love each other, you can't keep holding grudges forever..."

"I don't hold a grudge. I'm just not interested."

“To Van.” Chu Tu Hien spoke up, his tone was not very good, "Uyen Thanh has a good heart, don't be unreasonable."

“Don't know what to do?” I looked at him, "You and my sister slept in my wedding bed, used the wedding dress I ordered to get married, and now you want me to come and be the bridesmaid to smile and bless you two. Chu Tu Hien, is there something wrong with your brain?"

His face was red.

"Enough." I turned around and walked away, "I wish you two a happy life together."

"To Van! Don't be proud!" To Uyen Thanh shouted from behind, “Do you think you can find someone better than Tu Hien? Look at you now, you don't even have a place to live!”

I didn't turn back. Call a taxi, read the address Son Trang Anh Ho. The driver looked at me through the rearview mirror.

“Miss, did you report the wrong address there? That is the Luc family's private manor."

“No mistake.”

“Are you from the Luc family?”

“I am the nanny of the Luc family.”

The driver didn't say anything more. It was almost nine o'clock when we returned to the manor. The housekeeper said Niem Niem was already asleep. I gingerly pushed open the door to Niem Niem's room and took a look at the boy. The boy was holding the gray rabbit, curled up sleeping soundly. At the head of the bed is a piece of drawing paper. I picked it up to see. It's an afternoon picture. One house, one tall person, one small person. Next to that little person, there are two more words. The handwriting is crooked, but still recognizable. I gently put the painting down. Close the door. Returning to my room, I sat on the edge of the bed, covered my face, crying silently. Not out of self-pity. But because it's been a long time since someone made me feel needed. Day three. I began to understand Niem Niem's habits. The boy does not like others touching him, but can accept keeping an arm's length away. The boy doesn't like noise, so when I talk I lower my voice very slightly. The boy likes to draw, likes to do puzzles, and likes to sit on the window sill in a daze. The boy's favorite thing is that gray stuffed rabbit, he takes it with him everywhere he goes. In the morning, I tried telling the boy a story. At first the boy didn't listen, then slowly approached. I tell the story of a rabbit who goes on an expedition. When it came to the part where the little rabbit fell into the river, the boy suddenly asked: "Does it know how to swim?"

“What do you think?”

The boy thought for a moment.

“Okay, then teach him how to swim.”

The boy received the story and stammered a few sentences. The butler stood outside the door, listening with red eyes. Then he said to me: "Miss To, the last time the young master talked so much was two years ago." In the afternoon, Luc Canh Tham unexpectedly returned early. Chapter 2 When he walked through the door, Niem Niem was sitting next to me, using a puzzle to build a bridge. Seeing Luc Canh Tham, Niem Niem's eyes lit up. Luc Canh Tham walked over, knelt down on one knee, and rubbed the boy's head.

“Are you good today?”

Niem Niem nodded, then pointed at me.

“Auntie taught me how to build bridges.”

Luc Canh Tham glanced at me. That look was a little warmer than yesterday, but only a little.

“Good job.”

I don't know if he's praising Niem Niem, or praising me. He stood up and said to the butler: "Tell the kitchen to make another dish. Miss To will eat with us tonight." This is the first time I have eaten at the same table with Luc Canh Tham. His eating and drinking appearance is very standard, his movements are neither fast nor slow, elegant as if he were filming an advertisement. Niem Niem sat next to him, using her spoon to eat, occasionally spilling a little on the table. I helped Niem Niem wipe the corners of her mouth. Luc Canh Tham looked at me.

“What did you do before?”

“Internship at a clinic.”

“Why not continue?”

“The clinic is closed.”

Actually, because something happened to my supervisor, the entire research project was suspended, and my internship also ended. He did not ask further.

“Tomorrow Niem Niem has to go for a health check-up, you should come along.”

“What test?”

“Department of child development. Every month, boy must go once.”

After eating, Luc Canh Tham went to the third floor. I coaxed Niem Niem to brush his teeth and wash his face, and told him a story before going to sleep.