Chapter 10 — Pregnant With Ex-Boyfriend

At ten o'clock at night, he said he had to go out to meet customers. I watched him change his shirt, buttoning it all the way up, covering a bit of the blue veins on his neck. Before leaving, he patted my head.

“Go to sleep, don't wait for me.”

I definitely won't listen. After he left, I put on my coat and called a car to follow. The door to the room was ajar. The smell of alcohol inside was very strong. I heard Quy Van Chau's voice.

"Ha Duat Xuyen, why do you have to suffer so much? A young lady like Khuong Tu, you can't take care of her."

Some people laughed along.

“After drinking this glass, I will consider connecting for you.”

I looked through the door. Ha Duat Xuyen stood next to the table, his white shirt sleeves rolled up, his face looking very poor. He held a full glass of wine and tilted his head back to drink it all. One glass after another. Quy Van Chau leaned back in his chair and smiled indifferently.

"Nhuong Tu come here, I can help you. She's arrogant, and she's even more difficult to serve when she's pregnant. Why do you think I have to suffer?"

Ha Duat Xuyen put down his glass. The voice is very hoarse.

“She is not an item, it is not your turn to decide whether to give it up or not.”

The smile on Quy Van Chau's face faded. A person next to him pushed a bottle of wine over.

“Then keep drinking.”

I can't stand it anymore. Pushing the door open, I picked up the glass of wine on the table and threw it straight to the ground. Glass shattered all over the floor. Everyone looked over. Quy Van Chau frowned.

“Khuong Tu, why did you come here?”

I walked next to Ha Duat Xuyen and supported him. Seeing me, his first reaction was to bend down to look at my shoes.

“There is broken glass on the ground, don't step through here.”

My eyes turned red immediately.

"I'm about to drink myself to death, do you still care about my shoes?"

Ha Duat Xuyen wanted to stand up straight, but staggered. I held him tightly, looking straight at Quy Van Chau.

“Do you want to see him bow his head? Dream on.”

Quy Van Chau's face was extremely unsightly.

“Khuong Tu, he won't be able to hold on for much longer.”

“I will support him together.”

I helped Ha Duat Xuyen step out. He was so drunk, but he still remembered to put his jacket on me. Returning to the apartment, he leaned his head on my shoulder, his breath hot. I wiped his face, he suddenly hugged my waist, burying his face next to my lower abdomen.

“Khuong Tu.”

“Um?”

“Stop calling me poor.”

His voice was so small that it seemed to crack.

“You will have money.”

20

Ha Duat Xuyen was drunk all night. He slept restlessly, his eyebrows were always furrowed, his hand still clutching the hem of my shirt. I sat on the edge of the bed, so sleepy that I nodded off. But whenever he let go, I woke up immediately. Near morning, his fever subsided a bit. I gingerly got out of bed and opened the wardrobe. It contained all the handbags, jewelry, and watches I had ever loved the most. Just taking one large item is enough for Ha Duat Xuyen to hold on for a while. I took photos and posted them on websites selling used items. When he sold the third bag, Ha Duat Xuyen woke up. He stood at the door, his voice still a bit hoarse.

“What are you doing?”

I frantically turned off the website.

“Let's clean up the old furniture.”

He leaned against the door, quietly looking at me.

“Khuong Tu, I used to cherish these things the most.”

“Now I don't appreciate it anymore.”

“Why?”

I hid the phone behind my back and scolded Older brother.

“Pregnant women have mood swings, can you control it?”

Ha Duat Xuyen stepped closer and took the phone from my hand. My heart sank. He saw the history of selling things, but he didn't blame me for hurting his pride. He just squatted down and put on my slippers.

“Don't sit on the ground anymore.”

My nose is stinging.

“Aren't you angry?”

“Angry.”

He looked up at me.

“I'm angry at myself for letting you sell the things you love.”

I'm speechless.

"Who said it's because of you? I'm just tired of looking at it."

You never exposed me. In the afternoon, I went with him to meet a partner. That person's last name was Trieu, and he had also had dealings with the Khuong family before. When General Trieu saw me, he was a bit surprised.

“Miss Khuong is also here?”

I laugh very well.

“Going with the three children to discuss business.”

Ha Duat Xuyen glanced at me. His ears were slightly red. Halfway through the discussion, General Trieu continuously hinted that he wanted to force the price.

“Duat Xuyen, it's good for young people to have enthusiasm, but right now you're being targeted by the Khuong family, it's a big risk.”

“General Zhao.”

I put down the cup of tea.

"The big risk proves that this project is worth fighting for. If you really weren't interested, you wouldn't be sitting here until this moment."

General Trieu burst out laughing.

“Miss Khuong has changed so much.”

“If you're pregnant, your temper will get worse.”

I looked at Ha Duat Xuyen.

“My three children have gentle temperaments, I have to be a little fiercer for him.”

The corner of Ha Duat Xuyen's lips twitched slightly. When I signed the agreement of intent, I looked carefully at the contract a few more times. Inside there is a sub-clause about share repurchases, written very sophisticatedly. I elbowed Ha Duat Xuyen. He took it, his eyes darkened. The smile on General Trieu's face stiffened. As we left, Ha Duat Xuyen in the car kept looking at me. I got goosebumps when he looked at me.

“What are you doing?”

He said in a low voice: "Khuong Tu, just now you were defending me." I looked away.

"I'm just defending my meal ticket."

He suddenly leaned over and fastened my seat belt. The distance is too close. His breath passed through my ear.

“So can I ask for a small reward advance for the meal ticket?”

My face was hot and I was about to scold him. The phone rang. Lam Nhuy An sent a message. [She's helping you now, just out of guilt. I can't bear the guilt for the rest of my life.]

21

Lam Nhuy An's message appeared on the screen. I stared at that line, my palms slowly turned cold. Ha Duat Xuyen also saw it. He raised his hand to take the phone, I quickly turned the screen face down first.

“What does she mean?”

Ha Duat Xuyen's eyebrows turned cold.

“Don't pay attention to her.”

“Are you two in private contact a lot these days?”

“No.”

“So why is she so interested in your love life?”

I sounded insolent, but inside I was jealous. Ha Duat Xuyen unfastened his seat belt and leaned forward. He came closer, his fingers resting on my side, the car was filled with the cool scent of his body.

“Khuong Tu, look at me.”

I turned away, but he gently squeezed my chin and held me back.

“You and she have no relationship at all.”

“She said I was just feeling guilty.”

“On your own What do you think?”

I stopped. What do I think?