Chapter 12 — Give up the wedding car, cancel the marriage

Having finished speaking, I turned on my heel and walked away without any hesitation. Chu T. Tu Ngang's parents did not stop me. Neither did Chu T. Tu Ngang. I walked to the door, pulled it open. Sunlight poured in. Very warm. I turned my head and looked at the man sitting in the dark one last time. He seemed to have been drained of his last vitality, collapsing there, like a crumbling stone statue. Pitiful? Maybe. But so what? What does it have to do with me? My new life has just begun. **11** I deleted all videos and articles online. Not because of sympathy, nor because of forgiveness. Simply because it is no longer necessary. Once the so-called secret is known, this war is already over. I win. Completely won. Their families will entwine themselves all their lives in a cage built of "sacrifice" and "debt". As for me, I am free. Life very quickly got back on track. I used the compensation money from the Chu family, plus my own savings, to buy myself a car. A white Porsche Macan. Not too big, but very delicate. Exactly like my current life. I started focusing on my career. I am a partner of a design company. Previously, I was busy preparing for the wedding so I neglected many things. Now I can put my 100% into it. Overtime, work, meeting customers. Very tiring, but very fulfilling. My capabilities are fully recognized by colleagues and customers. Half a year later, the company received a large project abroad. I was entrusted with an important responsibility and needed to permanently reside in France for one year. I happily accepted. Before leaving, I gave the key to my new apartment to my parents. The potted orchids on the balcony also asked them to take care of them. At the airport, my mother hugged me and sobbed: "If you go out alone, remember to take good care of yourself." Dad patted my shoulder: "If you're short on money, just tell me, I'll send it to you." I smiled and hugged them: "Don't worry, your daughter is now invincible." Life in Paris is a whole new chapter. I rented an apartment with a view of the Seine River. Morning jogging by the river, on weekends visiting museums and galleries. Even though work is busy, I have learned to enjoy life. I met many new friends. There are talented artists, humorous bankers, interesting souls from all over the world. My French also went from hesitant to now flowing naturally. It's been a long time since I remembered Chu T. Tu Ngang anymore. Occasionally, when surfing the social networks of old classmates, I come across a few trivial rumors. It is said that he and Lam So So are still together in the end. No wedding, no blessing. Just move in and live together. It is said that their life is not good. Because of that internet storm, Chu T. Tu Ngang's reputation in the industry was ruined. It was difficult to find a decent job. He could only do odd jobs to make ends meet. Lam So So's health did not improve at all thanks to the new kidney. On the contrary, due to the rejection reaction and having to use anti-rejection drugs for a long time, she became increasingly weak. The two of them often quarreled over money and over trivial matters. The "little sister" who was once cradled in the palm of Chu T. Tu Ngang's hands has now become his heaviest burden. They hate each other, but bind each other like no one else can leave someone. Like a ridiculous death loop. When I read that news, my heart was as calm as a lake. They even felt that this was the worthy outcome for them. One year later, the project ended successfully. I return home. The company promoted me and increased my salary. I became the youngest Design Director. On the first weekend after returning home, I drove myself to visit my parents. Passing by the Bac Uyen street house, I somehow glanced inside.