Chapter 20 — Not married yet, asked me to have children, I turned around and married the CEO

He raised his hand, his fingertips gently touching the corner of my eye, wiping away the drop of water that had just fallen, the movement was so gentle that it made my heart tremble with each beat.

“I already said it.”

“While this marriage lasts, no one has the right to hurt you.”

His fingertips were a bit cold, but his touch felt like it was burning deep into my heart. I kept thinking… this is the end. But I didn't expect that the shock Luc Canh Tham brought... hadn't stopped yet. The next morning. The official account of Luc Thi Group - an account that has been almost "abandoned" for many years - suddenly posted a new post. There is no explanation. No lengthy articles. Only one photo. Two red marriage certificates placed next to each other, dazzlingly clear. Below… there are only three words. Those three words were like a nuclear bomb exploding in the middle of social networks. The system is almost paralyzed. The whole internet went crazy. That's Luc Canh Tham. The man has never made any of his private life public. Yet he used such a direct, arrogant way... to announce me to the whole world. Confirm my identity. I watched the number of comments skyrocket, hundreds of thousands of interactions in just a few minutes, staring at those three words... Tears finally couldn't be held back any longer, pouring out like a dam bursting. I turned my head. He walked down from upstairs, walked against the light, step by step towards me, as if stepping on the whole galaxy to step forward. I asked in a choked voice, each word trembling.

“Why did you go to this extent?”

He stopped in front of me, his eyes looking down from above, so deep that it was impossible to escape. In those eyes... No longer cold. It's something so dense it's suffocating. And possessive. He spoke slowly, each word clearly engraved on my heart.

“I want the whole world to know.”

“Hua Niem is one of my Luc Canh Tham people.”

“Whoever dares to touch you… is confronting me.”

My heart... almost stopped beating in that moment. What did you just say? I am your person. Whoever touches me...touches you. This is no longer a transaction. This is a statement. An affirmation carries almost absolute right of possession. I looked at him, tears blurring my vision. My heart felt like it was being squeezed by a warm hand. Painful... but suffocatingly happy.

“Luc Canh Tham…”

My voice trembled, carrying emotions that I didn't even realize.

“Our agreement…”

“Didn't you say… don't love me?”

That's the principle. It's the first line between us. He looked at me, his eyes so deep that they were unreadable. His hand raised and gently caressed my cheek, his movements were slow as if afraid of breaking me.

“Yes, I said that.”

His voice was low, slightly hoarse.

“But that sentence… was said to myself.”

I stopped. Not understand. He looked at me, for the first time... removing all his cold shell.

“Hua Niem, I have never believed in feelings.”

“In my world, what I see are only marriages of convenience, fake relationships.”

“Emotions… are the most unreliable things.”

“So I set rules for myself, don't touch my emotions, don't let myself be controlled.”

“I just need an obedient wife, a perfect cooperative partner.”

What he said made my heart ache. Then Out... behind that cold exterior... is such a lonely person.

“So… why me?”

I asked, my voice very light, but it was a question I kept in my heart from the beginning until now. He looked at me, his eyes softened, like night light melting into water.

“Because you… are the only exception.”

“From the first time I saw your profile, I was interested.”

“I see you walking away from a bad relationship decisively.”

"I see you dare to resist, dare to stand up when you are oppressed."

“You're not like anyone I've ever met.”

“I'm not the type of person who has to rely on others to survive.”

“I'm the type of person… who can stand on her own.”

“I was attracted to you… right from that moment.”

“That's why I made up that funny rule.”

He smiled slightly, the smile carrying a bit of helplessness.

“I'm afraid… I'll be the one to break it first.”

“I'm afraid I won't be able to control my heart.”

“But in the end…”

He looked at me, his eyes so deep that it seemed like he wanted to pull me down.

“I still lost.”

"From the first time you stood up to relieve me at the party, to the time you calmly faced my family while still maintaining your aura and not bowing your head."

“From the look in your eyes when you played 'La Campanella', to your resilience when you were slandered but still didn't give up.”

“Hua Niem… I have loved you for a long time.”

“I love your strength, your gentleness, your courage… and your pure, untainted heart.”