Chapter 6 — One Good Day I Married Someone Else

Dung Tham leaned on the sofa, looking at the bright sunshine of the Southern Hemisphere outside the window, her thoughts drifting further and further away. He even felt that if Lam Sam ever had a passing thought about another man, he wouldn't really be angry. On the contrary, he will sympathize. After all, people like the new and get tired of the old, as long as they still return home in the end, isn't that right? With that tolerance from above looking down, his mood was also much lighter. Since he arrived in Australia, Lam Sam has unilaterally cut off contact. Don't answer the phone, don't answer WeChat. At first, Dung Tham felt a bit frustrated. But very quickly, he thought clearly. He no longer forces requests, nor does he send messages anymore. He thought, wait until I'm done with this time, then go back and comfort her a bit. She has followed him for seven years, her personality has long been worn away, she will think things through no matter what. Take ten thousand steps back, even if you don't think clearly, what can you do? Her best seven years were all spent with him. How many more seven years will she have to get to know another man again? Thinking of this, the corner of Dung Tham's lips curled up into a firm smile. The bathroom door opened. Trieu Tinh walked out wearing a white bathrobe. The mist outlines beautiful youthful curves. Since arriving in Australia, they had only booked one hotel room and had naturally settled into living together. Trieu Tinh walked to the sofa and very naturally sat on Dung Tham's lap. Her big round eyes were full of concern, she raised her head to look at him:

“Ah Tham, Sam Sam still not answering the phone?”

Dung Tham smiled, his fingers nonchalantly wrapped around her long hair:

“I don't contact her.”

Hearing that, a complex emotion flashed through Trieu Tinh's eyes. She stretched out her slender arms, gently wrapping them around Dung Tham's neck, her voice soft:

"Or... you should still comfort Sam Sam. Anyway, I can see that she really loves you."

“What about you?”

“Of course I love you too.”

Trieu Tinh bowed his head, his voice carrying humility and just-in-time understanding.

"But I don't want to make you feel awkward. Ah Tham, I'm already very happy having this time."

Dung Tham's heart was shocked. He tightened his arms, hugged her, and sighed softly.

“If she understands things half as well as me, that would be good.”

He kissed Trieu Tinh's forehead.

"Tieu Tinh, during this time we are together, don't mention her anymore. That's not fair to you."

Trieu Tinh raised his head with red eyes, his eyes filled with self-pity and strong emotions. She called out in a trembling voice:

“A Tham…”

Dong Tham's eyes darkened, he bowed his head and locked her lips. The two hugged and kissed each other, falling onto the soft bed. Been to Australia for half a month. Dung Tham's mood from the initial relief gradually subsided into an indescribable frustration. Lam Sam's side still doesn't have any news. At first, before going to sleep, he even called that number on loudspeaker. But his response was always just a cold sentence:

“The subscriber you called is currently switched off.”

Then he discovered that not only his phone, even his WeChat was blocked. But in the company's work group, Lam Sam still maintains absolute rationality and professionalism. 【General Manager Dung, documents are in compliance Law enforcement during the preparation phase of the Australian branch I have sent to your email, please check.】 Every time I see such a cold, completely businesslike response. Dung Tham felt like a fire was choked in his chest. He angrily rubbed his forehead. Lam Sam is good at everything, just too angry and too immature. Even Tieu Trieu knows that at this time he must provide emotional value, but Lam Sam only knows how to use this cold war method to force him to make concessions.