Chapter 3 — I'm So Tired Of Twisted Love

Suddenly Ky Van asked: "Is the baby Tran Lac's?" Without waiting for me to answer, he immediately asked:

“You want to divorce me and then marry him?”

“Do you think he won't have an affair?”

I remained silent. Ky Van's words became more and more difficult to hear.

"If I'm not good, then what good is Tran Lac? Don't you know how he played around before?"

“Aren't you afraid of getting sick?”

Tran Lac is one of the most famous boys in the Imperial City. No one in the world knows how chaotic his personal life is. But the paradox is - he has a very sharp business mind, saw Ky Van's potential early on and invested a large amount. Despite their opposite personalities, the two of them work together very well in the marketplace. Being the same age, they quickly became close friends. At that time, I just wanted to take revenge on Ky Van, thinking that if he knew that his best friend was sleeping with his wife, he would probably go crazy. I want him to also experience the feeling of being betrayed by someone he loves. But at the last minute, I faltered. I don't want to turn into a dirty person like him. When Ky Van kicked open the hotel room door, I was just about to leave. Without saying a word, he rushed into a fight with Tran Lac. The two of you became enemies because of me. I don't know if it's because "the duck is about to fly into his mouth" or not, but from then on, Tran Lac became even more interested in me.

“The baby is not Tran Lac's.”

"I don't intend to marry him either. I just don't want to continue maintaining a fake marriage like this anymore..."

"Ky Van, what's the point of us living like this? I've let go, you let go too, okay?"

Hearing me deny that Tran Lac was the child's father, Ky Van seemed to calm down.

"I don't care who the father is. You can have the baby."

“But you can't divorce me.”

It's the same saying again — just like last year. Five years ago, when I regained consciousness after the madness, I understood that if I continued to be with Ky Van, sooner or later I would destroy myself. I hired a lawyer and prepared to sue for divorce. But Ky Van immediately used every means - both threatening and bribing lawyers - to make no one in the industry dare to accept my case. Because in order to prevent me from getting a divorce, he really stopped at nothing. Seeing that being soft wouldn't work, I changed my approach.

"Ky Van, why don't we end it nicely? Are you going to force me to contact the media and expose everything between us?"

But he still refused to give in. It's been ten years... I'm really tired. I raised my hand to rub my forehead when suddenly he grabbed my wrist and placed it on my left chest. It's been many years since I heard his voice pleading again.

"I beg you. Let's not divorce. Leave the baby..."

“Forget everything before, let's start over, okay?”

4

Ky Van said a line from my favorite movie — but he forgot one thing. The main character in that movie never "started from scratch". Once you miss it, you miss your whole life. Seeing me silent, Ky Van began to talk endlessly, trying to convince me that marriage inherently goes against human instincts, that no man can resist his own biological instincts. He was like that, and all the men I would meet later… were like that too. When he uses “dynamic instinct "human thing" to justify adultery, at that time, inside me, Ky Van completely collapsed. In the past, I may have still wanted to know whether he still loved me or not, whether this stubborn clinging was because of love? But now, I no longer feel proud of that kind of love. I don't need a love like that that makes people nauseous. I looked straight into his dark eyes and asked:

“Ky Van, do you think you love me very much?”

Ky Van squeezed my hand tighter, forcing my hand close to his left chest. I can clearly feel his heart beating a bit fast.

“Love. In this world, besides you, I will never be able to love anyone else like that again."

At this point, his voice began to choke.

“So Nhu Nhu, don't leave me okay?”

Ky Van and I have been together for more than ten years, too many memories that are not easy to let go. The year he graduated from college, his parents suddenly passed away. At that time, we were both busy trying to get through graduation, but I still managed to take a break and sat all day and night on the train to go home with him. I went with him to the police to complete the procedure to cancel his household registration, cremate his body, and take care of his parents' burial. If you can't shed your tears, I'll shed them instead. On the way back, I hugged him and repeated:

“From now on, your home is my home. Your parents are also my parents. You are my relative.”

He squeezed my hand tightly, as if he would never let go. Yet more than ten years later, beside Ky Van are countless people. Everyone wants to be the closest person to him.