Chapter 2 — Husband Gives Up My VIP Delivery Room To His First Love

The head nurse pushed another piece of paper in front of her.

"And this is the registration form for a female nurse to take care of pregnant women. The signer is also Mr. Luu."

“And the signature... is still Ms. Wen's name.”

I looked at the two pieces of paper. The handwriting is very similar to my signature. But the final stroke is different. Every time I sign my name, I have the habit of flicking the last stroke of the word Niem upward. As for the features he imitated... The stop was too stiff. I raised my head to look at Luu Huy.

“Have you practiced my signature before?”

Luu Huy's face stiffened. Duong Duyet immediately grasped that point.

“It's true that you signed it.”

"I forged my wife's signature, took her delivery room and gave it to the third child."

“Luu Huy, if you post this to your company group, let everyone see who is right and who is wrong.”

Luu Huy's eyes immediately changed. Duong Duyet raised his phone.

“Try to see if I dare.”

Luu Huy rushed forward to steal the phone. My father immediately stepped forward to block me. The man in his fifties tightened his wrist with just one hand.

“Try touching my daughter's friend.”

Luu Huy was in so much pain that his face was distorted. At that moment, a weak voice rang out outside the door.

“Mr. Tu Du... everyone stop arguing.”

Lam Tu Tu was wearing loose clothing and was helped by a nurse standing outside the door. There is still delicate makeup on the face. Her hair hangs loose around her shoulders. It looks like he deliberately chose the most beautiful angle to make others feel sorry for him. She looked at me, her eyes filled with tears.

"Sister Niem Niem, I'm sorry. It's all my fault."

“I will return the delivery room to you right away.”

"Sister Trieu, I won't fight anymore."

"Please don't blame Mr. Tu Du. He just saw me pitiful so he helped me."

Duong Duyet's eyes widened.

“Pay now?”

"How long ago did my family give birth? What do you pay?"

“Or do you put the baby back in your belly so that Niem Niem can give birth again?”

Lam Tu Tu's face immediately turned pale. Luu Huy quickly blocked in front of her.

“Duong Duyet!”

“Speak cleanly.”

“Tu Tu just finished surgery.”

I looked at him protecting her. Suddenly... I felt extremely tired.

“Did you know... I also just got out of surgery?”

He didn't answer. Lam Tu Tu bit his lip.

“Sister Niem Niem, please don't be like that.”

“I have loving parents, a good job, and a house.”

"As for me... I only have Tu Du as a relative."

I laughed.

“Since when did Luu Huy become your relative?”

She replied softly:

“We grew up together since we were kids.”

“He once promised me... no matter what happens to me in the future, he will take care of me.”

Luu Huy's face immediately changed. But Lam Tu Tu seemed not to hear and continued to speak.

“I know you don't like me.”

“But my child doesn't have a father.”

“I just want when my child is born to be a little more dignified and kind.”

“You're so talented, even if you lack a delivery room, you can still get by.”

Outside the hospital room, many people stopped to watch the excitement. Vuong Que Lan also patted his thigh in agreement.

“Everyone listen.”

“Tu Tu understands how much.”

“On Niem, you are my older sister, why are you still so stubborn with her?”

My mother pushed my wheelchair forward one step.

“I said three things.”

“First, Niem Niem doesn't have a sister.”

“Second, Luu Huy is a married man, not her relative.”

“Third, the argument that 'whoever is weak is right'... We do not accept the On family.”

Lam Tu Tu's tears immediately fell. Luu Huy immediately turned around and comforted her.

“Don't cry.”

“The doctor told me not to cry.”

My father quietly watched that scene. He closed his eyes. When I opened my eyes again... Only disappointment remained in my eyes.

“From today onwards... don't come to Niem Niem's hospital room anymore.”

Luu Huy turned his head.

“I already said it.”

“Don't call me dad.”

The head nurse held up two registration papers.

"We will follow the correct procedure and report these two signatures to superiors for investigation."

“Mr. Liu, please cooperate.”

Luu Huy's eyes looking at me began to be mixed with hatred.

“Do you really have to push me to this point?”

I put my hands on the side of the wheelchair and calmly looked at him.

“This step…”

"It's because you walked in holding Lam Tu Tu."

________________________________________ Hospital discharge date. Luu Huy never came to pick me up. He only sent one message.

“My mother said the On family looks down on others. Now that you're here, it's just going to make you more angry. Just go back to your parents' house for a few days, calm down and talk."

I don't answer. My mother held the baby. My father carried the luggage. Duong Duyet helped me downstairs. Trieu Lam walked behind, holding a small bag in his arms. Coming next to the car, she suddenly spoke up.

“Miss Wen, I have something to show you.”

I stopped walking. Trieu Lam looked at my parents.

“It's best... we should find a quiet place.”

The car slowly drove back to my parents' house. I sat on the sofa in the living room. The daughter is sleeping soundly in the small crib next to her. Trieu Lam opened the bag he was carrying.