Chapter 4 — From Best Friends to Strangers

April 2, 2025, is the fifth day after the accident. On the way, Tran Du Chau and I went to register our marriage. A woman suddenly rushed out in front of the car. There is still distance, it is completely possible to brake in time. Tran Du Chau even used to play car racing. But at that time he panicked, so panicked that he drove hard. The passenger seat crashed straight into the roadside railing. The baby just had a heartbeat… no more. I was seriously injured and was in the ICU for three days. When I woke up, I saw Tran Du Chau kneeling in front of the hospital bed, completely skinny. He said he may not need children, but for the rest of his life, no matter what, he must be with me.

“Don't watch anymore, Ms. Phuong.”

At this time, Tran Du Chau held my hand, his eyes could hardly hide the panic.

"I'm really not feeling well, can we go?"

On Tu Tinh was a little hesitant to put the phone away, but Ha Nguyet grabbed it first. Aggressively glide towards that day. It's a photo of Wen Tu Qing wearing sexy lingerie taken in front of a mirror. There is also a shaky video, filmed on a dirty, messy floor. In chaotic gasps. I heard Wen Siqing cry.

"Don't you hate me, don't you want to see me again for the rest of your life? Why do you still come?"

She was forced to bow her head and kiss.

“I really want to kill you!”

The man's voice gritted his teeth, then became hoarse and coaxing:

"Tinh Tinh, that's my child, do you know she may not be able to get pregnant again in the future?"

“I can give birth to you!”

On Tu Tinh's voice sounded full of self-pity.

“If you want to make it up to her, then give our child to her to raise.”

Tran Du Chau seemed to sigh.

"I love you so much, how can I let you lose my child?"

“It seems... that you and she owe me.”

…… I finished watching this drama, drank the last sip of wine, and put the glass down. It's like letting go of these thirty years of entanglement.

"Tran Du Chau, let's break up."

5. As soon as my words ended, Ha Nguyet smashed Wen Tu Tinh's phone, then threw the wine bottle at Tran Du Chau.

“Tran Du Chau, I * you!”

On Tu Tinh rushed forward to block him. Chu Dat held Ha Nguyet's hand tightly, almost scratching her face. As for Tran Du Chau, he looked at me tensely, his eyes flashing with emotions that I didn't understand and didn't want to understand anymore. I turned around and quickly walked out of the private room. The driver was waiting downstairs. I drove all the way back to the house where Tran Du Chau and I used to live together. I took my suitcase and quickly packed my things. They had clearly lived together for two years, yet they only needed two suitcases to fit it all. The driver took my suitcase out of the car and took me back to my old house. Everything happened very quickly, until I lay in bed at home, calmed down, looking at the strange night scene outside the window. That's when I suddenly realized it. Tran Du Chau and I... broke up. The dull pain pent up in my heart completely erupted in the quiet night. I cried until my heart was broken, as if a living person had touched and ripped out a piece of my flesh. Even though I know it's rotten, it still hurts to the core. I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, I discovered my eyes were swollen and painful. I took out my phone. Tran Du Chau called me four times. Also texting:

"Miss Phuong, can we talk properly?"

“After so many years of love, if you don't become a lover, even you can't do it?”

“Phuong Tinh, don't be like that.”

Message nearest. Probably when the driver and I were in the basement, driving away. It turns out I wasn't mistaken. It was actually Tran Du Chau who ran towards the elevator. I hugged the blanket and took two deep breaths. Raise your hand and delete all contacts of Tran Du Chau. Goodbye is just two words. When speaking, be decisive. Unexpectedly, the pain was like withdrawal afterward. The most annoying thing is the engagement between me and Tran Du Chau. The two families have done a lot of business over the years, and recently collaborated on a large project. If they tear each other apart, it won't be beneficial for either side. My mother looked at my guilty expression and listened to me tell the story of the past years with Tran Du Chau. Tears fell again because of sadness.

“For the Tran family, mom and the lawyer will handle it.”

“Just rest well.”

I turned off the phone for a few days, until my mood gradually stabilized before I started receiving outside news. It is said that Tran Du Chau went to his old house several times, but even the security gate could not get through.

"I've put Tran Du Chau's photo and his license plate on the area's blacklist."

Ha Nguyet laughed and teased me.

"He's still under family law."

"Mr. Tran broke his belt and locked him in the house."

“It's worth it!”

Then she scratched her head again, a bit shy:

“But his brother, General Manager Tran, wants to ask me for your contact information and wants to meet you once.”

“At first I was going to tell him to go away.”

“But listening to him say a few things, I still think I should help spread the word.”

“Do you want to meet, Ms. Phuong?”

Tran Du Chau's brother? I reviewed the impression in my mind. He is Mr. Tran's son from his previous wife, has a quarter of foreign blood, and is as handsome as a model. In my impression, he was always abroad, three years older than us, but young and successful, working steadily but fiercely, and now took over half of Tran Thi Group. He wants to see me? I hesitated a bit, then nodded. Maybe it's about work. But it's impossible to apologize on behalf of my brother and ask me to marry him. After many days at home, this is my first time going out. But because it was a restaurant I'd always wanted to try, and the person I was sitting with was really nice, nothing to criticize, so my mood wasn't too bad. As a result, as soon as I started this "Hong Mon Banquet", I heard a man say in a very easy-to-listen voice:

“I want to marry you.”