Chapter 12 — Half a month in Paris with Bach Nguyet Quang, he lost his wife and daughter

The past three months. I keep telling myself. I have let go. No longer love. But this moment. When I saw the emergency room door closed. I just realized. There are some emotions that cannot be said to be let go. Especially when that person uses his life to protect his daughter. Three hours later. The emergency room lights finally turned off. The doctor came out.

“The patient's condition is stable.”

“Fortunately, there was no internal damage.”

“Just a mild concussion and a broken humerus.”

I almost fell to my knees. Finally breathed a sigh of relief. When entering the hospital room. Chau Duat An is still not awake. Bandage on head. Arm in cast. His face was so pale it was scary. There is no longer any noble and noble appearance of the past. Bao Bao was carried by me to the bed. The girl looked at the man lying there. Red eyes. Then suddenly stretched out his hand. Gently touch his hand.

“Handsome uncle…”

“Don't hurt anymore…”

My heart aches. Right then. The person on the bed moved slightly. Eyelids slowly opened. The first thing I saw was Bao Bao. The corners of his lips curled up very slightly.

“Are you okay?”

Bao Bao immediately nodded.

“I'm okay.”

“So that's good.”

He breathed a sigh of relief. It was like finally letting go of the rock in my heart. Then he looked at me. Four eyes met. No one said anything. But in those eyes. There are so many complicated emotions. A long time later. I just spoke up softly.

“You're so stupid.”

The corner of Chau Duat An's lips slightly raised.

"I know."

“If you know, you still rush out?”

He looked at Bao Bao. His eyes were gentle to the extreme.

“Because that's my daughter.”

A simple statement. But it made my throat tight. Not because of emotion. But by the first time. I believe. This man has truly learned how to be a father. That night. After coaxing Bao Bao to sleep. I returned to the hospital room. Chau Duat An is looking out the window. Heard noise. He turned his head.

“While outside the emergency room.”

“Are you worried about me?”

I was silent. No reply. But this time. I don't deny it. It's that silence. Again, Chau Duat An's eyes gradually turned red. Because I know. In that woman's heart. He was no longer a complete stranger. One month after the accident. Chau Duat An's wound has almost recovered. The arm still cannot move strongly. But he returned to the company. Life seems to be returning to normal. Only I know. Something has changed. Every weekend. He all came to pick up Bao Bao to go out. Never come early. Also never late. If I agree. I will take my child to the park. If I refuse. He will leave immediately. No arguments. No forcing. Don't even try to please me. I'm just trying to be a father. As simple as that. Bao Bao takes a nap. I'm cleaning the house. The doorbell suddenly rang. The person standing outside is Chau Duat An. In his hand he held a file of documents.

“Can I come in?”

I was silent for a few seconds. Finally, still step aside. After entering the house. He didn't sit down. Just stand next to the window. His eyes stopped on the sleeping girl. Then he turned back to look at me.

“I want to tell you something.”

Don't know why. I suddenly had a premonition in my heart. It's like this day has finally come. The day must face all the things that were never said.

“I heard This."

Chau Duat An bowed his head. Look at the file in your hand. The voice was very quiet.

“That day in Paris.”

“I thought I was protecting a dream.”

“I thought To Van was the person I loved the most.”

The room became quiet. I didn't interrupt. Just quietly looked at him.

“Ten years ago.”

“She left.”

“It left me with a lot of regrets.”

“After that every time I think about it.”

“I feel like if I had another chance at that time.”

“Things will be different.”

“So when she comes back.”

“I couldn't put it down.”

The corners of my lips curled slightly. Bring a bit of bitterness.

“So you abandoned your wife and children.”

He makes no excuses. Don't avoid it either. Just calmly admit it.

“I was wrong.”

“I have no excuses.”

“I also don't expect you to forgive me just because of an apology.”

I was a bit stunned. Because this is the first time. Chau Duat An did not try to explain himself. Don't say anything reluctantly. Don't say misunderstanding. Don't talk about work. Simply admit it. You were wrong.

“After you left.”

He continued.

“I think a lot.”