Chapter 12 — He promised to pick me up three months later

“Miss Lieu said that her letters were stolen by someone else, arranged by the young lady.” “The old lady believed it, and wanted to sell all the slaves.” “Last night, the slave also heard Miss Lieu talking to the mama next to her.” “She wanted to let the Marquis know that the young lady once drank medicine in Nhan An Duong.” My fingers stopped. Tham Lam Chu's eyes immediately cooled down. "How did she know?" A Oanh took out half a crumpled piece of paper from her chest. "A slave secretly took it out." "This is the prescription that Miss Lieu ordered someone to find from medicine residue in Nhan An Duong." Doctor Bach immediately grabbed it. With just one look, her face darkened. It's an abortion pill. Even though there was only half a sheet left, the names of the medicines were still enough to shock people. Thai Linh's face turned pale. "Miss..." I looked at that half of the paper and felt my heart hurt even more than my lower abdomen. I'm not afraid that Bui Nghien will know about it. I just hate the fact that Lieu Ham Yen used a dead child as a knife to stab me. Outside the yard, the sound of the wind suddenly became more intense. The gatekeeper came in again to report. "Miss, Bui Hau is here." "He stood outside the door, saying that if he didn't see you today, he wouldn't leave." I closed my eyes slightly. When he opened his eyes again, there was only coldness left in his eyes. "Let him in." "The other half of the prescription sheet, too, put it on the table." 10 When Bui Nghien entered the door, the hem of his shirt was still stained with rainwater. Perhaps he came in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to bring an umbrella. Before, at the Marquis Palace, he always attached great importance to appearance. If there was even one more wrinkle in the hem of his shirt, he would send someone to smooth it out. Yet right now, he stood in my small hospital, his eyes were dark and his expression was troubled. Thai Linh stood in front of people. Tham Lam Chu sat to one side, his hand on the hilt of his sword. Bui Nghien's eyes passed the two of them, stopping on my face. "Chieu Duong, I have something to ask you." I pointed to the chair opposite. "Ask." He wasn't sitting. His eyes glanced at the half sheet of prescriptions on the table, and his breathing suddenly became disturbed. I never took it away. If Lieu Ham Yen has put that knife into his hand, then I will let him see clearly whose cheek is on that knife's blade. Bui Nghien held up half a sheet of paper. Before, he did not understand medical theory. But the three words "prescription abortion pill" can be understood even by people who do not know medical techniques. His fingers slowly tightened. The paper was crumpled into a ball in his palm. "What is this?" I looked at him. "Haven't you seen it?" He raised his head, his eyes red. "Who drank?" The room was quiet for a moment. Thai Linh gritted her teeth, tears rolled down. Tham Lam Chu said coldly. "Master Bui Hau asked this question, don't you think it's funny?" It seemed Bui Nghien didn't hear him at all. He just stared at me. "Tham Chieu Duong, answer me." I raised the tea cup. The tea has cooled. I took a sip, the bitter taste on my tongue. “I drink.” Bui Nghien took half a step back. He looked at me, as if he had just heard something extremely absurd. "Why did you drink that medicine?" I put down the tea cup. "Because I'm pregnant." His face immediately turned pale. In that moment, all the anger, questioning and self-pity in his eyes were as if cut off by a knife. He looked at me bewildered. "Since when?" "Two months." Bui Nghien's lips moved slightly. But no sound came out. I spoke for him. "That was the day you pushed the retirement letter in front of me." The paper in his hand fell to the ground. Rainwater fell from the eaves drop by drop. Tittle. Tittle. It seemed that only at this moment did he truly understand something, his whole body stiffened in place. After a long time, he asked hoarsely. “Because

Why don't you tell me?" I looked at him. "What's the point of telling you?" "Let you take me back to the Marquis Palace, then let Lieu Ham Yen be Binh's wife?" "Or let you choose between the two children?" Bui Nghien quickly shook his head. "I won't." "Chieu Duong, if I knew you were pregnant, I absolutely would not write that retirement letter." I smiled slightly. "So it's not that you're ungrateful." "It's just that you didn't expect it to be in my womb." There's also a chess piece of yours." His face completely lost all color. "That's our child." I raised my eyes to look at him. "When you gave me the retirement letter, did you ever remember that I was your wife?" "When you let Lieu Ham Yen move into the Marquis Palace, did you ever remember that there was still Lady Chinh That in the Marquis Palace?" "When you used my money to raise her, did you ever remember that those were all the things my mother left me?"