Chapter 3 — I'm Pregnant With Quadruplets But My Husband Is The One With Morning sickness

6 Having said that, the incident where I got extremely drunk at the celebration party that day was completely arranged by the woman To Di Nguyet - the project director - single-handedly. It was supposed to be a fun celebration party, but she pretended to be a "good person" and secretly called her cooperation partners. So the celebration party reserved for me suddenly turned into a social party with my partners. At first I thought she wanted to embarrass me in front of my partner. Who would have thought that this time, To Di Nguyet would play an unusual trick and flatter me to the skies. While the party was bustling, she deliberately took the lead in shouting: the success of the project is all thanks to me - the main artist. Then he even enticed his partners to raise their glasses and invite me to drink. Being pushed up so high, the drunk men surrounded each other and forced them to drink. Some people even take the opportunity to make fun of each other, take advantage of the moment of clinking glasses, making their arms and legs restless, taking advantage of all the amenities. I tried many times to use the bathroom as an excuse to escape, but was always stopped by a smiling To Di Nguyet, forcing me to sit on the sofa. When I really couldn't drink anymore, she pretended to be mean and gave me a glass of orange juice. Who would have thought that as soon as I took a sip, my eyelids felt as heavy as lead, my mind was hazy, and then I don't know when I fell asleep on the chair. Then, in my vague impression, someone helped me into a room. As soon as the door closed, a fat man rushed towards me and pinned me down on the bed. In an instant, I was completely awake. Knowing clearly what he wanted to do, I struggled with all my strength. But a woman's strength is inherently not equal to a man's, not to mention I was still soaked in alcohol, my whole body was exhausted, completely controlled. Right at the moment when everything was hanging by a thread, Ky Lam Chu - who was also drunk by a group of women - didn't know how to escape, kicked the door open and rushed in. In a vague impression, I remember him starting a fight like he was drunk, a flurry of punches that chased the other guy away, then turned to me and roared angrily. I have never seen such a scene in my whole life, being yelled at by him was so shocking, tears fell like broken beads, I couldn't stop it. Not knowing how to comfort me, he suddenly leaned down... kissed me. After that, my mind went blank and I lost control. When I woke up, the surrounding scene was chaotic. Most importantly... both he and I were naked. Looking at his handsome, glowing face as he slept, I almost ran away from there. Pretending it was nothing, I quietly returned to the company. Who would have thought that To Di Nguyet even pretended to be concerned and ran over to ask: "Why did you disappear after just half a drink?" At that time, I was afraid that the matter between me and Ky Lam Chu would come out, so I gritted my teeth and didn't bother to respond. Who would have thought that she held a grudge in her heart from that moment on, and later on, she often teased and mocked me in meetings. More quietly, she also lied behind my back, spreading rumors that I was drunk and sleeping around with other people. Every time I remember my innocence being ruined, I just wish I could wring this bastard's neck. At that moment, Ky Lam Chu's phone rang. It was an unnamed number, but I immediately recognized it at a glance - To Di Nguyet's private number. He frowned, preparing to turn it off. But I was one step faster, reached out, grabbed it and pressed the listen button. 7 On the other end of the line, To Di Nguyet's sweet voice rang out: "General Director Ky, I see feeling better yet? I just finished stewing the chicken, can I bring it to you?" Hearing the words "chicken stew", Ky Lam Chu reflexively immediately covered his mouth with his hand. Seeing that he wanted to vomit again, I quickly turned away and tried to think of something fun so that he could suppress the nausea. He endured his anger and replied lightly: "It's okay, you don't have to worry." Unexpectedly, To Di Nguyet chuckled: "Don't bother, I'm standing in front of your house. Open the door for me to come in, okay?” Perhaps afraid that he would refuse, she quickly added: "I still have a new contract with me, I need you to sign it urgently." Ky Lam Chu was silent, as if considering whether work was more important or health was more important. Seeing him hesitate, I squeezed his arm and commanded with my mouth: "Let her wait, I want to drink chicken stew." He rolled his eyes and glared at me, then coldly said into the phone: "Wait a moment, I'll ask Aunt Vuong to open the door for you." … Twenty minutes later, he took me back to his half-mountain villa. As soon as the car stopped, a flashy figure rushed forward: "General Manager Ky, you're finally home..." I took off my seat belt and raised my head to say hello: "What a coincidence, Director To." The smile on To Di Nguyet's face immediately froze. She glared at me, so jealous that her eyes seemed about to spit fire: "Tong Thanh Thanh... why are you here?!" I know what she's jealous about. I definitely didn't expect that I would be able to step foot into Ky Lam Chu's house. Last month, she only brought the documents here at midnight but showed off to her colleagues all week, talking about his villa like saying it was her future husband's house. Now when she saw me getting out of the passenger seat of his car, her eyes wished she could tear me apart. I smiled gently, then deliberately asked back: "This is not your house, why can't I come?" To Di Nguyet's face was crazy with anger, her eyes were red with malice: "This is CEO Ky's house!" What qualifications do you have to come here and cling to him? Go home quickly!” I laughed when I heard it, curled my lips and asked again: "Are you sure... I'm clinging to Ky Lam Chu?" “If not you, then who else!” – To Di Nguyet gritted her teeth and shouted harshly – “Quickly go away! Otherwise, this month's salary..." This time, before I could even open my mouth, Ky Lam Chu coldly interrupted: "I called her here." Meeting his cold eyes, To Di Nguyet's voice immediately became quieter: "General Manager, if you have anything, just tell me. Besides drawing, Tong Thanh Thanh can't do anything..." Ky Lam Chu didn't listen to her trampling me further, coldly snorted: "It has nothing to do with you! The contract is left to Aunt Vuong, I will look at it later. If there's nothing to do, just go home!” Seeing him openly protecting me, To Di Nguyet panicked and frantically argued: "General Director, Tong Thanh Thanh is just a flirtatious woman. Please don't let her harmless appearance deceive you! That night at the celebration party, she clearly had with..." She still dared to mention that night?! My blood boiled inside me, I was so angry that my hands trembled. Even in front of me, to lie like that, really not bothering to save anyone's face! I was about to explode when Ky Lam Chu shouted, his voice cold: "Shut up! I know better than you what kind of person Tong Thanh Thanh is! To Di Nguyet froze, frozen on the spot, not knowing how to react. When she regained her composure, she immediately pretended to be frustrated and shed tears: “General Manager… I only did it for your good…” “Do you think I don't know what I'm doing?” – He coldly interrupted, his face full of disgust – “Or do you think my eyes are blind and I can't see anything?” Hearing that, To Di Nguyet panicked, her mouth stammering uncontrollably: "General Manager, please believe me! Tong Thanh Thanh is a dirty woman, that night she and General Manager Truong—" BOOM! A slap like heaven fell straight on her face. To Di Nguyet staggered back, a trace of red blood oozing from the corner of her lips. She stared at him with wide eyes, not daring to believe: "General manager... you actually beat me for this woman...?" 8 Damn woman! Even now, you still open your mouth to insult me. I was so angry that I rushed forward to give her another slap. "To Di Nguyet, about you drugging me at the celebration party, do you need me and you to go find the police to clarify?" Hearing the mention of "quitting smoking", To Di Nguyet's eyes flashed a flash of panic: "Tong Thanh Thanh, I... I don't know what you are talking about!" Seeing her confused expression, I just curled my lips and smiled coldly: "I was really drunk that day, but I still remember some details very clearly. For example, the strange taste in the orange juice you gave me..." To Di Nguyet was startled and quickly deflected: "General Manager, I suddenly remembered that there was something else in the company, so I won't bother you anymore!" She was afraid that I would actually tell her the evidence, panicked, left her things behind, and frantically turned around and ran away. Looking at that fleeing figure, I slightly curled my lips and smiled faintly. Do you think just not admitting it is enough? The truth is that as soon as I woke up the next morning, I noticed something unusual. When I heard To Di Nguyet spreading dirty rumors about me, I immediately dragged my best friend to the bar and asked to extract the camera from the room that day. In the recording, even though the light was very dark, I could still clearly see To Di Nguyet's facial expressions and shady movements when giving me a glass of orange juice. After that, there was an image of me collapsing on the sofa, then being helped away by a strange man she called. Luckily, the last person to appear was Ky Lam Chu. If not... I don't dare imagine what I would look like. …