Chapter 5 — Love After Ruin

“Come back to New York with me.” – he said. I looked at him. "I need a CEO. You are very suitable." "I..." "Don't rush to refuse, think carefully." He didn't force me, just took me home. Downstairs, he suddenly asked: "Do you... still love him?" I know who you're asking. I sighed again: "I've stopped loving for a long time." "So what about hate?" "Maybe... it's almost over." I said honestly. When I witnessed Co Hoai Canh gradually lose everything, the hatred in me also disappeared. Only a desolate void remains in my heart. Co Thi's last project was a piece of coastal land. It is also the same land that crushed the Wen family in the past. After the Tham family acquired it, they did not develop it, and then sold it to the Co family at a very high price. That's a hot potato. I decided to publicly auction that land. On the auction day, there were many people attending. Co Hoai Canh was also present. He sat in the last row, hidden in a corner, looking very quiet. The auction started, prices were continuously pushed up. Finally, a mysterious buyer snatched the land at an astronomical price. When the hammer fell, the whole hall was in an uproar. At the end of the auction, I met the mysterious buyer. It's Luc Tram. "Are you crazy?" – I asked. That price far exceeded the market value, clearly intentionally pushing up the price. “You're not crazy.” – he laughed – “This land… has special meaning, right?” “This is the starting point of the On family… it should also be the ending point.” “I want to give it to you as a gift.” I don't know what to say. “Consider it… a welcome gift for you to join Thien Ha.” – he added. I looked at him, feeling confused. Over the past five years, you have done so much for me. I used to think... you just saw me as a sharp knife in your hand. But now it seems... not really. We walked out of the auction hall, Co Hoai Canh was waiting at the door. He looked at me and Luc Tram standing next to each other, his eyes gloomy. "Nhuan Nhien, can we talk for a moment?" Luc Tram glanced at me, signaling that he would go get the car first. I nodded slightly. "What do you want to talk about?" – I asked Co Hoai Canh. "Tham Nguyet... came to find me." "Who?" "Tham Nguyet." I didn't say anything, waiting for him to continue. "She told me, that year... she always lied to me." "She said, because she was jealous of me, she always said bad things about me and Uncle On in front of me." "The same thing about the contract, she cried and begged you, saying that her house was about to collapse, her father wanted jumped off the building." Co Hoai Canh's voice was low, as if telling someone else's story. "She said, she didn't expect the consequences to be so serious." "So what?" – I asked. “What do you want to say? Want to tell me that… you are also a victim?” “No.” – he hastily explained – “I just… just wanted you to know, at that time I was really deceived.” “It wasn't that I was deceived.” - I said frankly - "I chose to believe her." "I never really trusted you. I never trusted your father." "In my eyes, you are just a young lady who has been pampered since childhood. And your father is a greedy capitalist who will stop at nothing for money." "And she - Tham Nguyet - is a fragile, gentle little flower, needing to be saved by me." "So I volunteered to believe her lies, not the truth." from us." He was silent, his face pale. "Co Hoai Canh, stop looking for reasons for yourself. It's very meaningless." After saying that, I turned and left. He suddenly pulled my hand back: "Nien Nhien, give me another chance." He burst into tears. A grown man, crying in front of me like a child. "I really know I was wrong... During the past five years, there hasn't been a day that I haven't missed you... Me and Tham Nguyet ended too soon."

Already. I'm always waiting for you to come back." "Let's start again... okay?" I looked at him, not a single emotion rising in my heart. I calmly withdrew my hand: "Co Hoai Canh, do you know?" "Five years ago, when my father was taken to the emergency room... I also begged the doctor the same way." "I begged them, asking for another chance." "But the dead cannot come back to life." "It's the same between us...."