Chapter 4 — My Husband Has His Own Children

Truong Mich, Luc Gia Tung's assistant, previously asked for leave to get married, but before he could enjoy the wedding night, he had to fly home. At this point, hiding the truth no longer makes any sense. She frankly admitted that Phuong Ai Hoi has actually been with Luc Gia Tung for many years. Luc Gia Tung planned to celebrate my birthday, but Phuong Ai Hoi was dissatisfied and asked him to compensate her for three days. Therefore, Luc Gia Tung's "emergency business trip" was actually a trip to Disneyland with Phuong and her mother. I thought I wouldn't be heartbroken, I tried to stay calm, but the sound of grinding my teeth was transmitted directly to my brain, almost in sync with my disordered heartbeat. I remembered Truong Mich, she was the person my second uncle arranged to support Luc Gia Tung. You should have been on my side, right? The sound of the slap rang out clearly. My sister-in-law looked uncomfortable and wiped her hands continuously. "I'm very sorry," Truong Mich bowed his head, showing resignation, like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. Over the years, she must have received so much hush money that she no longer cares about the future. My sister-in-law said: "I want you to return everything Luc Gia Tung gave you. Tieu Tru's parents are no longer there, but Minh Hoa has never collapsed. You won't want to face their legal department." My sister-in-law told me to rest assured after the miscarriage and let the professionals take care of the professional matters. Three days later, all information about the past between Luc Gia Tung and Phuong Ai Hoi was transferred to me. Phuong Ai Hoi is Luc Gia Tung's ex-girlfriend. They broke up when he went to study abroad. Before Luc Gia Tung and I met, he had completed his master's and doctoral programs. When he returned to his country, he bought a house in the Song An area. Their lives and mine have absolutely nothing in common. Luc Gia Tung always considered Phuong Ai Hoi as husband and wife. Bao Nhi is 13 years old this year, the child was born in the second year when Luc Gia Tung and I were dating. At that time, he was sent by my father to develop the market in the West. As for Tieu Boi, only two years old, I was born when I was in extreme pain from losing both my parents. While I lived in pain, my husband and third child happily welcomed their second child. Indeed, human joy and sadness are never the same. With this evidence, I can apply to freeze their assets. The lawyer told me that the divorce would definitely be successful, and I could also sue them for illegal marriage. However, Luc Gia Tung's current health condition will prevent him from having to go to jail, and leaving behind a criminal record could affect my daughter's future. I need to think carefully about this. That night, I dreamed about the birthday party. My sister-in-law was waiting for my brother to come home and said: "You must make him kneel on the durian." Vy Vy took my arm, her round eyes full of mischief. My mother-in-law looked at her and said: "You don't help welcome guests, why are you here joking like that?" Then my mother-in-law looked at me and said: "Minh Chau, don't be angry. When Gia Tung comes home, I will scold him for you." A bit of dissatisfaction still appeared on her well-cared-for face: "Is there anything that can't be done another day? You're so old and you still don't know how to organize your time properly." I smiled and said: "Thank you, mom, when he comes back, we won't talk to him anymore. Let's see if he dares to disappear again." A small shadow rushed to my feet, hugged me tightly and rolled around: "Mom, don't talk to dad, he will be very sad!" My daughter, dressed in a princess outfit, was trying her best to protect her father, making everyone laugh. The assistant gave me the phone, that's it

Luc Gia Tung: "Tieu Tru, I had a small accident." He has been in a coma since then and has only just woken up now. Luc Gia Tung missed my birthday party, which made him feel very guilty. He was lying half on the hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown, his hand was still receiving fluids, but his face had a gentle smile. His right leg was elevated, covered in bandages, but still completely intact. We were worried and wanted to go to the hospital, but he stopped us, telling us to continue entertaining guests. The assistant helped broadcast his video onto the big screen in the banquet hall. In front of everyone, he apologized and affectionately wished me a happy birthday. His daughter helped him bring the gift to me, which was a crown, exactly like the one he was wearing. He knew this crown meant a lot to me, because it was the last birthday gift my parents gave their daughter. I loved it so much, I laughed and cried at the same time, letting my daughter clumsily put it on my head. When I woke up, the pillow was wet with tears. I just hope Luc Gia Tung recovers quickly. How can a monologue play be interesting when all the main and supporting roles disappear? My mother-in-law finally came to visit me after they left the hospital, and on the fifth day after my miscarriage. If it were a little later, perhaps the first week of worship would have passed. The father-in-law placed a bank card on the bedside table, saying that he had sent 2 million to support family expenses. The apartment that Luc Gia Tung and I lived in after getting married was bought by his family, but not in Minh Trach Le Loan, where traffic is convenient. We lived there for only a month and then moved back to live on our own. Not long after, my mother-in-law suffered a broken bone and both grandparents moved back to live with us. All living expenses in this house are charged to my mother's account. After getting married, Luc Gia Tung did not change that. The mother-in-law once offered to share part of the living expenses, but then somehow did not do so. Luc Gia Tung just laughed and joked: "My monthly salary is not even equal to your nanny's salary, you guys just keep the money and help me save money to raise the children." My mother-in-law is not a wasteful spender, on the contrary, she is very frugal. We are both only children, their property ultimately belongs to me and Luc Gia Tung, so I don't care. But after eating from me, drinking from me, and having children of their own outside, how could they so easily abandon me? My daughter wasn't here, so I didn't bother pretending anymore, just lying on the hospital bed, not saying a word. The mother-in-law began to speak: "Minh Chau, I know you have resentment in your heart. Raising a child like that, we have no face in front of you. But Gia Tung almost lost his life, looking at him lying there, don't you feel sad?" She held my hand, tears actually falling. "When he's cured, we'll seriously admit our mistakes to you, okay? I really don't want this family to fall apart." My father-in-law also said: "Minh Chau, in my heart, you will always be the daughter-in-law of this family. When Gia Tung recovers from her illness, I will definitely force her to handle all external matters and come before you to admit her mistakes." They looked at me with hopeful eyes, waiting for my answer. At that moment, her mother-in-law's phone rang, it was the hospital calling: Luc Gia Tung had woken up. Both grandparents hurriedly wanted to return to the hospital, but still lingered looking at me, as if they wanted to take me there with them. The nurse immediately reminded: "The doctor told Ms. Minh not to leave her bed this week. If you absolutely have to go out, I will prepare a wheelchair for you." In the end, the husband's parents had to return

hospital without me. A while later, I saw in the family chat group the image of Luc Gia Tung wrapped in gauze, his face pale and bloodless, his normally bright eyes now dim and gloomy. My sister, Vy Vy, said that his waking time was not much, and electronic devices were not allowed in the hospital room, so he had not been able to contact me.