Chapter 1 — I Sell 58% of Shares, Sending My Ex-Husband Out of My Life

My husband was a freeloader and secretly filed divorce papers behind my back. That same night, I sold off 58% of the company's shares. The door to Tan Mac Thanh's office was ajar. I carried the beef noodles from his favorite restaurant, intending to give him a surprise. Through the crack in the door, I saw administrative assistant Lam Uyen standing on tiptoe adjusting his crooked tie. That movement was too skillful. So proficient that it's not like the first time. Tan Mac Thanh lowered his head to look at her, laughing softly, with a sticky tone that I had never heard in all these years.

“Okay, okay, stop wasting time, little elf.”

Lam Uyen's voice is as soft as water.

"What's the hurry? No one can see."

Then I heard that sentence. Tan Mac Thanh lowered his voice, as if telling an extremely funny joke.

"Don't worry, my wife still doesn't know that the divorce papers have been completed a long time ago."

The box of beef noodles in my hand almost fell to the ground. There was only a persistent buzzing sound in my ears. I took a step back, my high heels stepping on the marble floor in the hallway but without making a single sound. His fingernails pressed hard into his palm, leaving four white streaks. It wasn't until I entered the emergency staircase and the cold wind blew that I felt like I was still alive. I took out my phone and called lawyer Trieu.

“Lawyer Trieu, do me a favor.”

When I opened my mouth, even I was surprised because my voice was still so calm.

“General Luc, just say it.”

“58% of my shares at Due Hang Technology, fully transferred.”

The other end of the line was silent for a long time.

"Mr. Luc... are you sure? With such a large volume, the market will definitely react."

“I'm sure.”

"Find a transferee today. Don't let Tan Mac Thanh know, and don't let any board member know."

“… I understand, I will make arrangements right away.”

Hanging up the phone, I leaned my back against the cold wall. Due Hang Technology is the company I founded when I was twenty-six years old, with all the assets my parents left behind. And Tan Mac Thanh... Is the man I've loved for twelve years. Twelve years of marriage. This is the end. The next morning, at eight thirty, I showed up at the company. The girl at the front desk was stunned when she saw me.

"Mr. Luc? Aren't you going to go on a business trip and not return until the day after tomorrow?"

I smiled at her.

“I'll be home early.”

Along the way, everyone said hello in unison:

“General Luc.”

Everyone's faces showed surprise. Tan Mac Thanh, you even reported a fake schedule to the whole company, just to be with your little assistant. The door to the general manager's office is closed. I'm not knocking. Push in directly. Lam Uyen was sitting on Tan Mac Thanh's desk, her legs swinging, her hand holding a strawberry to feed him. Tan Mac Thanh's vest was draped over the back of the chair, his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and on his face was a smile that I had never seen in twelve years. The sound of the door opening made them both turn their heads. The moment he saw clearly that it was me, Tan Mac Thanh's face immediately turned pale. He jumped up and quickly pulled Lam Uyen away from the desk, his movements were ridiculously difficult.

"Thanh... Thanh Van? Why are you back?"

Lam Uyen was even more panicked. When she slid down from the table, she almost twisted her leg, lowered her head and retreated to the corner of the room. I don't look at her. I went to face Tan Mac Thanh, put your bag on the table. His shoulder blades trembled.

"What's wrong?" I pulled out a chair and sat down, crossing my legs. “Aren't you happy to see me?”

"No! How is that possible!"

He forced a smile, which was more unsightly than crying.

"It's just a surprise. You didn't even tell me when you came back so I could come pick you up."

As he spoke, he winked madly at Lam Uyen. Lam Uyen seemed to be pardoned, bowed her head and tried to escape.

“Stop.”

My voice is not loud. But her steps immediately stiffened.

“Assistant Lam, go pour me a glass of water, normal temperature.”

Her face was sometimes red, sometimes white, her eyes instinctively looked at Tan Mac Thanh. Tan Mac Thanh quickly made peace.

“Thanh Van, you must be tired just getting off the plane, let me…”

“I'll tell Assistant Lam to go.”

I interrupted him.

“Do what I say no longer work?”

The whole office was so quiet that you could clearly hear the hum of the air conditioner. Tan Mac Thanh's forehead began to sweat. He knows I'm angry. But he didn't know how much I knew. Don't even know that... The foundation under his feet has been stripped away by me. Tan Mac Thanh finally waved his hand at Lam Uyen.

"Didn't you hear what Mr. Luc said? Go quickly."

Lam Uyen bit her lip and almost ran out. The moment the door closed, Tan Mac Thanh immediately changed his face. He walked around the desk to me, reaching out to hold my hand.

“Wife, don't misunderstand, that just happened…”

I withdrew my hand. He missed.

“What happened?”

I raised my head to look at him.

"Assistant Lam is really dedicated, he still doesn't forget to feed his boss fruit during work hours."

Tan Mac Thanh's expression stiffened.

"Thanh Van, listen to my explanation, it was Lam Uyen herself..."

Here we go again. Push all responsibility onto women. Before, maybe I would have believed it. But yesterday's statement...

"Up to now my wife doesn't even know that the divorce papers have been completed."

That sentence tore off his entire disguise. I stood up and walked to the ground-level glass door. Looking down from the thirty-second floor, below is the busiest key technology park in the city. The headquarters building of Due Hang Technology is the tallest building in the entire area. That year, to win this land, I did not have a full night's sleep for three consecutive months. What was Tan Mac Thanh doing at that time? He stayed at home to cook porridge for me and said sadly:

“Thanh Van, don't be too reckless, I still have you.”

I believed. Believed for twelve years.

“Tan Mac Thanh.”

I turned around. He paused for a moment.