Chapter 2 — I Agree To Give Up The Marriage, But No One Knows I'm Smiling

The grandmother could no longer hold on, her eyes widened, her whole body stiffened and she fainted. The main street immediately became a mess. The model hugged Van Tinh who was barely alive, crying until her intestines were broken. The woman knelt on the ground, her soul in the clouds, constantly muttering: "It's over... it's all over..." No one paid attention to me anymore. Or rather, no one dares to pay attention to me anymore. I turned around and quietly returned to my cottage. Thanh Hoa followed me, her steps seemed to be floating. What she had to witness today was more than everything she had experienced over the past ten years combined. It wasn't until she returned to her room that she found her voice again.

"So...so that's it."

"Miss... you already knew?"

I poured a cup of tea and gave it to her.

"Drink some tea, calm down."

Thanh Hoa took the cup of tea, her hands still shaking. She looked at me, her eyes filled with fear and strangeness. Only now did she understand. My calmness that day was not resignation to fate. But everything is already in the calculation. I sat down at the table and poured myself a cup of tea. The cries and commotion outside seemed to be far away. About a week's worth of incense. Suddenly, outside the hospital gate, the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps rang out. The assistant was the first to rush in. He pushed open the hospital gate, and as soon as he saw me, his eyes immediately turned red.

"It's you! It's all because of you bastard!"

He was like an angry buffalo, rushing straight towards me, raising his hand to slap me. I didn't move at all. I didn't even bother to lift my eyelids. At that moment, a hand reached out from the side and held the woman's wrist tightly. It's Thanh Hoa. Her small body stood in front of me, fearlessly glaring at the woman.

"Don't touch my lady!"

The maid did not expect that a maid would dare to stop her, so angry that her face turned fierce.

"Get out!"

He used strong force, intending to knock Thanh Hoa aside. But at that moment, the model also rushed in. She rushed forward and pulled her assistant tightly, crying and screaming.

"Old man! Are you crazy! Only it can save us now!"

The assistant's movements immediately stopped. Right after that, two ladies helped their grandmother who had just woken up and walked in trembling. The grandmother's hair was disheveled, her face was pale and bloodless, and in just a moment she seemed ten years older. She looked at me. In those cloudy eyes, there was no longer the majesty and contempt like before. Only deep regret and pleading remained. She pushed away the hands of the two ladies who were helping her and slowly walked in front of me. Then, right in front of everyone, his knees softened and he knelt straight down with a "thump" sound.

"Uyen Nhi..."

Her voice was hoarse, dry, mixed with sobs.

"It was the grandmother who was wrong."

"The grandmother was bewitched by the devil, allowing greed to cloud her reason."

"Save the Van family, save your cousin!"

"Go and beg Ho Quoc Marquis, now only you can save us!"

The mother and the assistant also woke up, quickly knelt down, and repeatedly bowed their heads in front of me.

"Uyen Nhi, it's our fault you!"

"Please, respect our flesh and blood, pull us together!"

They knelt on the ground, hugging each other and crying as a group. Bring all your hopes to sign Falling on the concubine that they had always despised the most before. How ironic. I held a cup of tea and gently blew the hot steam rising to the surface of the water. When I finished drinking the cup of tea in my hand, I slowly stood up. I walked to the front door and raised my hand to push the door open. Outside the door, the sunlight was shining brightly. A tall, straight figure had been standing there quietly for who knows how long. He wore a dark brocade robe, his figure was like a pine tree, and his appearance was cold and resolute. Besides the Household Marquis Tieu Dien, who else could it be? As soon as he saw me, his cold eyes immediately softened. He extended a hand towards me. I gently placed my hand in his palm. He grabbed my hand tightly, pulling me to stand behind him. Then, he turned around and faced the group of Van family members who were kneeling all over the yard. His eyes were as sharp as a blade, his voice was as cold as ice.

"When the Van family committed blasphemy, the entire clan was thrown into prison."

Tieu Dien's words were like a heavy hammer falling from the sky. Hit hard on the top of the heads of all the Van family members. The entire clan was thrown into prison. Those four words are ten thousand times more terrifying than fifty major statements or annulment of marriage. That means... The Van family, completely finished.