Chapter 15 — Half a Life Lost, Half a Life in Peace

I calmly replied:

"Co Minh Vien."

"You asked this question too late."

He smiled bitterly.

"Now I know."

"How good were you before?"

I nodded.

"I know too."

He was stunned. I smiled.

"So I don't intend to continue letting you benefit anymore."

After divorce. I used the divided money to open a patient care service company. Love and Care. Not the word "Love" in Hua Tinh. It's the word "love" in "clear sky after the rain". In her previous life, she took care of her mother-in-law for ten years. I have experienced enough hardship. Also sees through too many families. What really crushes a family is not just illness. It's that everyone automatically assumes... There must be a woman who sacrifices. Just that she used to be easy to talk to. Everything will push her forward. What I want to do... Is to turn that vague sacrifice into a clear service. Take care. But there is a fee. Sign the contract. Transparent division of responsibilities. There is no such thing as forcing morality on others. When Trieu Lam knew about it. She proactively came to me.

"Can I contribute capital?"

I looked at her. Trieu Lam was a bit embarrassed.

"Before, I was really lazy."

"But I'm not stupid."

"I see this can be done."

I didn't immediately agree.

"I don't have any relatives."

Trieu Lam burst out laughing.

"What a coincidence."

"I don't want to take advantage of you either."

Trieu Lam became the company's first partner. Her tongue is sharp. The ability to negotiate with customers is very good. Our first group of guests came mainly from the rehabilitation departments of hospitals. Work is not developing too quickly. But stable. After work. Tham Nghien often comes to help. When it comes to carrying goods. When to install shelves. Sometimes I fix computers. But work extremely seriously. There was one time. Trieu Lam looked at him for a long time. Then suddenly blurted out:

"Tham Nghien."

"You really aren't like the Co family at all."

Tham Nghien raised her head. Trieu Lam held his chin and smiled.

"Everyone in the Co family only knows how to demand."

"And you..."

"Just looking at it, I knew that the child was raised well."

Tham Nghien was silent for a few seconds. Then softly said:

"My mother teaches very well."

He talked about Tham Nguyet. Not me. But for the first time. I don't feel bitter. Because I finally understand. True love is not about blood. It lies in the person who has spent his whole life loving a child. And Tham Nguyet... Did it much better than me.

"Your biological son is much more trustworthy than Co Niem."

Tham Nghien's ears immediately turned red. I glanced at him.

"Don't tease him."

Trieu Lam laughed so hard he couldn't stop. Life slowly moves forward. I thought the hardest part was over. Until the day Co Niem came to find me. The boy stood in front of the company door. Wear school uniform. Lost a lot of weight. That call made even the receptionist stunned. I brought it into the office. After sitting down, it always bowed its head.

"Dad and grandma had an argument."

I poured him a glass of water.

"After Aunt Hua was investigated..."

"Her daughter once came to look for her father."

My hand stopped.

"Hua Lac Lac?"

It nodded.

"She said dad owes her and her mom."

"Now dad drinks every day."

"Very bad mood."

I did not respond. Co Niem raised her head. Red eyes hoe.

"Can I stay with mom for a while?"

This sentence... is more difficult to handle than when Co Minh Vien knelt down and begged. I looked at the child in front of me. He is not my biological child. But it was all mine. I asked softly: He bit his lip.

"I don't want to stay in that house."

I calmly replied:

"You can apply for boarding."

It was stunned.

"Mom, don't you want to accept me?"

I shook my head slightly.

"It's not that I don't need you."

"But I can't take you back into my life."

"And then let everything go back to how it was before."

Tears immediately rolled down his face.

"You didn't treat me well before."

"It was me who was wrong."

I pulled out a tissue and gave it to him.

"Mom accepts the apology."

Its eyes immediately lit up. But I continue:

"Accept my apology..."

"It doesn't mean every relationship will immediately return to the way it was."

It was dumbfounded. I seriously looked at it.

"You have to learn to be independent."

"I can help you with the boarding procedures."

"It is also possible to support part of the costs."

"But I can't be a place for you to hide from problems anymore."

It bowed its head. Tears fell drop by drop onto the back of his hand. My heart hurts so much. But I know. This is the truly responsible way to deal with it. Previous life. I have given so much love that has no boundaries. Until you nurture a person who only knows how to receive. In this life... I won't repeat that mistake again. After Co Niem left. Tham Nghien walked in from outside. Perhaps he overheard part of the conversation. I tiredly rubbed between my eyebrows.

"Do you think mom is too cruel?"

He shook his head. A moment later, he continued:

"Your foster mother once said."

"Helping others and letting others drag you down are two different things."

I looked at you. Normally, he rarely proactively mentioned Tham Nguyet.