Chapter 3 — Love at 19 Years Old

A moment later, thin cigarette smoke slowly blew out. He opened his mouth: "A few days ago you said you wanted to go out to work, why... just a few days later you asked for a divorce?" "I've been Mrs. Luc for a long time, want to go out and experience life?" "To Diem, go out and see, how many people earn thousands of yuan every month and have to work overtime, look at other people's faces. To Diem, you live in a 2000 square meter villa, being Mrs. Luc, is there anything unsatisfying?"... His voice was cold and cruel. To Diem finally couldn't help it, her lips trembled and she smiled vaguely: "Mrs. Luc? Is there anyone who can be Mrs. Luc like me?" She suddenly stood up, pulled Luc Vu Mac into the dressing room, and pulled hard on the closet door. Inside is a row of jewelry cabinets, but all have code locks. To Diem doesn't know the password, these things are managed by secretary Tan. To Diem pointed at those things, smiling self-deprecatingly: "Is there a wife who has to report and register with her husband's secretary to be able to use a piece of jewelry? Is there a wife who wants to spend money and has to write an application to her husband's secretary? Is there a wife who goes out without a car fare? Luc Vu Mac, tell me, is being Mrs. Luc like that?" "Yes, your house collapsed, I give you ten thousand every month." "But, every time I receive a check, you Everyone feels like a cheap woman, just a favor after venting!"... Luc Vu Mac coldly interrupted her: "You think so?" He gently held her chin: "Is there any cheap woman who doesn't know how to please a man, doesn't know how to call, only knows how to cry like a kitten? Wants a divorce?... You think if you leave me, how can you live?" To Diem was painfully held by him, trying to push him away... Immediately afterwards, Luc Vu Mac grabbed her hand, his cold eyes looking at her empty finger: "Where is your wedding ring?" "I sold it!" To Diem's voice was full of sadness: "So Luc Vu Mac, let's divorce!" This sentence almost drained her strength. Luc Vu Mac was the man she had loved for six years. If it weren't for that night, if she didn't see fireworks filling the sky, she would probably be locked in this loveless marriage for many more years. But she saw it, she didn't want to live with him anymore. Maybe after the divorce, life will be more difficult, she will have to look at other people's faces for thousands of yuan, but she has no regrets. After To Diem finished speaking, he gently withdrew his hand. She pulled a suitcase and began to arrange her things... Luc Vu Mac's face darkened, staring at her weak figure. He never thought that To Diem would one day protest like that, determined to say he wanted a divorce. He was angry. Right after that, To Diem was picked up by him, quickly took a few steps and threw her onto the bed. Luc Vu Mac used his long, strong body to push her down. His face was close to hers, eye to eye, nose to nose, their hot, thick breaths entwining. A moment later, his lips gently moved to her ear, whispering dangerously: "You're causing trouble with me, isn't it because of Bach Tieu Tieu? To Diem, can't you be a little more frank? Haven't you worked hard to achieve the title of Mrs. Luc? Why... don't you want it anymore?" To Diem trembled under him. Until now, he still believes that what happened that year was her doing. Perhaps because of the physical contact, or perhaps because of her weak appearance, in general, Luc Vu Mac suddenly became excited, his eyes looking at her were tinged with profound color, then immediately he grabbed her chin and kissed her, one hand reaching in and removing her silk nightgown. To Diem is very beautiful, her body is even more transparent. If Luc Vu Mac doesn't touch then that's it, once he touches he can't stop after two or three times. He kissed her smooth neck, held her hands on either side, ten fingers interlaced. He was always strong in bed, To Diem often couldn't resist and let him do whatever he wanted. But now they are about to divorce, how can they still do this? “No,

Luc Vu Mac... can't..." Her voice trembled, she became even softer on the bed, her inky black hair covered the pillow, so beautiful that it made people want to take over. Luc Vu Mac leaned on her soft lips, invaded arbitrarily, saying impure words: "We are still legally married, why not? Every time I do it, I say no, but every time it really doesn't work... huh?” He was now like an arrow on a bow, he couldn't help but shoot. Moreover, To Diem under his body is like soft and warm jade. Even though Luc Vu Mac doesn't love her, he has to admit that he likes this body. He calmly intended to take over. To Diem put her hand on his shoulder, her breathing was chaotic: "Luc Vu Mac, if you don't take medicine these past few days, you will be pregnant." Hearing that, Luc Vu Mac stopped. No matter how much he wants, he won't lose his mind. In his marriage with To Diem, he doesn't want to have children, at least he doesn't have a plan right now. A moment later, he smiled coldly: "It seems like you've been thinking a lot these days!" Her small resistance was nothing to him. Luc Vu Mac leaned on her side with one hand, while the other hand opened the bedside drawer and took out a small, unopened box with three English letters on it. Just as I was about to open it, the phone rang! Luc Vu Mac didn't pay attention, opened the small box with one hand, bent down to kiss To Diem, she refused, turned her head to escape... The phone kept ringing continuously. Finally, Luc Vu Mac answered the phone uncomfortably. On the other end of the line was his mother, Mrs. Luc. Mrs. Luc's voice was faint: "Luc Vu Mac, your grandmother is not well, go visit her! Bring her along, grandma wants to eat the lotus root cake she made." Perhaps young and old don't like each other, so their attitude is cold. Luc Vu Mac held To Diem in one hand, his dark eyes looking down at her... he seemed to think, then said into the phone: "I will bring her over right away." Hanging up the phone, he stood up and got dressed: "Grandma is sick, wants to see you... if you want to cause trouble, just wait until you get home." To Diem lay limply on the bed. A moment later, she also stood up and got dressed. Luc Vu Mac unzipped his pants, glanced at To Diem's thin back, and the unopened box of Durex on the nightstand, pursed his lips and went out. When To Diem went downstairs, Luc Vu Mac was sitting in the car smoking. At this time, it was dark, only a little light remained, the light was gloomy. To Diem wore a white silk shirt, a black skirt with the same material reaching her ankles, revealing only a smooth, transparent white leg. She was about to sit in the back seat when Luc Vu Mac opened the front seat door: "Get in the car." To Diem had no choice but silently got in the car. The black Bentley slowly left the villa gate, Luc Vu Mac held the steering wheel with one hand, attentively looking at the road, occasionally glancing at To Diem through the rearview mirror. Married for three years, To Diem rarely rides in his car. Now that she wants a divorce, of course she doesn't want to talk. The two were silent. Half an hour later, the car entered the villa in the semi-painted manor. When the black flower gate opened, the lights were as bright as day. The car stopped, Luc Vu Mac leaned over and looked at To Diem: "Grandma's health is weak, she can't stand the excitement, I don't know what to say." To Diem opened the car door and said coldly: "Don't worry." Luc Vu Mac stared at her back for a moment, got out of the car, walked a few quick steps, and held To Diem's hand. He felt her resistance, so he squeezed her hand: "Don't forget what you just said."