Chapter 19 — My Husband's Secretary Announced Pregnancy

I didn't refuse anymore and accepted the bank card. I understand, if I don't accept it, for her, it will forever be a knot that cannot be untied.

"Okay." I said. "I accept. But don't force yourself too much, just take it slow, no need to rush."

"YES." She nodded, as if a burden had been lifted.

“Is there anything else?” I asked.

She hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth: "I... I went to prison before... to visit him." I know, she said "him", referring to Tran Mac. My heart trembled slightly, but my face remained calm.

“How is he?” I asked leisurely.

“Very bad.” Lam Uyen shook his head. "He's aged a lot, his hair is almost gone. He's mentally unstable, he mumbles to himself all day, saying that someone wants to harm him. In prison, everyone bullies him, and he can't even do the simplest cleaning."

I can imagine that scene. Tran Mac, a man who always considered himself noble and liked to show off, fell from the clouds to the mud, was imprisoned in a place with neither freedom nor dignity, and had to face the worst people and things every day. It would be strange if he didn't collapse mentally.

“His parents came to visit a few times, and each time they cried like rain.” Lam Uyen continued. "I heard that his mother suffered from severe depression because of this and now has to take medicine every day."

I listened quietly, not saying anything. This news, for me, did not make any waves at all. Whether they live well or live miserably... has nothing to do with me anymore.

“He… told me to tell you something.” Lam Uyen looked at me and spoke cautiously.

"He said... sorry. If this life could be done over again, he definitely... wouldn't treat you like that again."

After listening, I burst out laughing. It was a smile that burst out from the bottom of my heart, feeling extremely ridiculous. Sorry? If apologizing works, then why do we need the police? Do it again? He didn't want to do it again, but just regretted that at that time he didn't plan carefully enough and didn't act neatly enough. Mountains and rivers are easy to change, nature is difficult to change. Dogs still can't stop eating poop.

“I know.” I replied leisurely.

I don't want to continue this topic anymore. Lam Uyen also seemed to realize that, she stood up and bowed slightly to me.

"Sister Su, thank you. I'm going."

“Let me see you off.”

I walked her to the elevator door. The elevator door opened and she stepped inside. Just as the door was about to close, she suddenly turned her head, looked at me and said:

“Sister To, you must be happy.”

I was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded at her. The elevator door slowly closed, cutting off eye contact between the two of us. I stood there, suddenly feeling strangely empty inside. Like a room that has been cleaned for a long time, finally getting the last old thing out. The room was empty, but also bright and clean. Sunlight can freely shine in, illuminating every small corner in there. Two years later. My community nursing project has been successfully implemented in more than ten cities nationwide, becoming a model in the industry. I - as the company's CEO - received an exclusive interview invitation from a leading domestic financial magazine. At the end of the interview, the beautiful young female reporter asked me a personal question:

“Director To, you are so young and yet so successful, it can be said role model for many of us women. We are very curious, what is the belief that helps you stay steadfast until today?

I looked at her, thought for a moment and then laughed.

“There are no special beliefs.” I replied. “I only understand one principle.”

"A woman can rely on many people throughout her life: parents, husband, friends... But in the end she will discover that the only person who can help her stand firm, not afraid of storms and storms, is only herself."

"Your career, your ability, your wallet - that is the most loyal support that will never betray you."

“Only when you are strong enough can you truly take control of your life.”

The interview ended, I walked out of the television station building. It's a beautiful sunny day outside, with a gentle breeze. My driver drove over and opened the door for me. I sat in the car, the phone rang. It's a strange number. I answered the phone.

“Hello, To Thanh, right?” On the other end of the line was a warm, familiar male voice.

I paused for a moment before I could react. He is my college senior - Chu Nhien. In the past, we were on the debate team together and had a very good relationship. After graduating, he went abroad, then we lost contact.

“Senior? Is it really you?” I was a little surprised and happy.

“It's you.” He laughed. “I just returned home. Just watched your interview, I'm really happy for you. Now you are very good.”

“Senior, stop teasing me.” I also laughed. “When did you return home?”

“Just got back not long ago. Are you free tonight? Let's have a meal?”

"Okay!" I agreed immediately.

Hanging up, I leaned my head against the car window, watching the city landscape recede outside the window. Skyscrapers sparkle in the sunlight. The corner of my mouth, unconsciously, slightly raised. I don't know if meeting again with Chu Nhien will open a new story or not. I don't know who I will meet in the future or what I will experience. But those things are no longer important. The important thing is - I know that no matter what the future holds, I have enough bravery and confidence to face it. My life, from this moment, truly begins. And this time – the script will be written by me.