Chapter 2 — I'm So Tired Of Twisted Love

All of them are photos taken from the hotel camera - besides the scenes of her lovingly hugging Ky Van's hand, along with the red kiss mark on her chest, and a few provocative "sweet as tea" messages:

“Sister, he's so strong, I can't walk anymore~”

“Sister, did he also bathe you like this?”

She didn't get much money selling blurry photos like this to reporters, so she decided to come to me directly. But unfortunately, I've been through enough troubles, these little things can't shake me. Five years ago, after returning home from a trip, I went crazy, trying to control Ky Van every little bit. I installed tracking software on his phone, monitoring every action. I set a curfew — if he comes home even one minute late, I will ask him where he went and who he met. I even went to his company and forced him to fire all female employees. All because I wanted to make sure, when he came home, he was "clean". But work is Ky Van's final frontier. In the end, he was driven crazy by me and began to use cold violence to retaliate. I turned into a control freak, a crazy person. My old self was completely consumed by anger. What devastated me the most was... I was pregnant again. But that little creature came at the wrong time. Before Ky Van had an affair, I really wanted to have a child - a crystallization of our love. I don't understand why two completely healthy people can't have children. I was even prepared to have artificial insemination, having to endure a long needle being inserted to retrieve the eggs — I was scared but still endured it. But there was no result. Finally, I got pregnant at a time when I was exhausted both physically and mentally. Could it be that the baby sensed my sadness and wanted to come to me to comfort me? But I can't... I can't let my child be born into such a distorted family because of my selfishness. Both Ky Van and I are no longer mentally healthy people. So, I quietly went to the hospital to have an abortion procedure. Waking up after the surgery, Ky Van appeared in the hospital room. He stood next to the hospital bed, his eyes full of pain and confusion. It turns out... Ky Van, do you also know pain?

“If you intend to use the child to take revenge on me, then you win, Tham Nhiem.”

I forced a smile, a distorted smile:

“I want my child to be born into a normal family. He also won't want to have an adulterous father like you.”

“Let's get a divorce.”

This time, when I proposed a divorce, I was very calm. Ky Van was silent for a while then decisively said:

“There is no such thing in this life.”

Five years have passed, and I once again proposed a divorce. This time, I prepared very carefully. Ky Van sat opposite me, still with an undisturbed face. He didn't even bother to pick up the ultrasound sheet to look at it.

"This time it was my negligence. I will handle her, don't worry."

“I guarantee there won't be a next time.”

After that, he also ordered a cup of coffee for himself. The sunlight outside the window was bright, if we weren't the two people we are now... This scene, along with this cup of coffee, should be enjoyed to the fullest.

"You asked me to come out here besides this, is there anything else?"

He raised his head and saw a pair of flowers The sapphire ear I was wearing - a gift he sent me a few days ago, immediately smiled softly.

“Sure enough, sapphire suits you very well.”

3

Even though Ky Van is a bad husband that couldn't be worse, his taste is really good. For five years we slept separately, and every holiday he sent gifts: bags, clothes, jewelry... Everything suited me very well, expensive but not ostentatious. In terms of material things, Ky Van has never mistreated me. But what good is that? The thing he doesn't lack the most is money. Among the lovers he kept, there was one who especially loved high-end jewelry. Ky Van once spent a lot of money at the auction house just to get a smile from her.

“I admit, sapphire is very beautiful. But haven't you given this type to someone a few years ago?”

I'm so tired of the kind of "deep love" that Ky Van himself considers touching. He wants to tie me up forever in the position of his righteous wife - so I have to occasionally jump out and ruin his peace. He thought the other way: "Are you jealous?" I didn't bother to answer, just took out a divorce petition from my pocket.

"If you don't want to see the ultrasound, that's fine. Surely you have to look at this divorce petition, right?"

He didn't take it, so I immediately started reading it line by line to him. Every penny Ky Van has earned over the years is his effort, and I am not brazen enough to ask for a division of assets. I gave up all my company shares, house, car, money - everything he ever gave me, I don't need.