Chapter 12 — Secretary Slap Me? I turned my hand and caused the whole company to go bankrupt

Listen to my words. The last light in Chu Duc's eyes completely disappeared. A crazy smile froze on his face. Lips kept trembling. Mouth repeating broken sentences.

“No way…”

“No way…”

“You're lying to me…”

“You're definitely lying to me…”

His ultimate arrogance. In that moment. Completely collapsed. Under extreme shock. Under unbearable humiliation. Chu Duc's spirit was finally broken. He was as limp as a pile of mud. Fall to the ground. Was coldly dragged out by security guards. Then heard. He was admitted to a mental hospital. Completely crazy. A solemn engagement ceremony. Because of the appearance of Chu Duc. On the contrary, it becomes even more difficult to forget. The guests present that day. His eyes looked at me from pity. Turned into awe. Luc Canh Tham squeezed my hand tighter. He gently leaned next to my ear. The voice was low and gentle.

“It's all over.”

I raised my head to look at him. It's all over. Not long after. The court's verdict was also officially announced. Bach Vy for the following crimes: • Fraud • Slander • Disclosure of trade secrets and many other crimes. Total punishment. Sentenced to 5 years in prison. The most beautiful years of youth. Finally had to spend behind cold bars. And Chu Duc's mother. After knowing that my son went crazy. Houses were confiscated. The future daughter-in-law also left. She was completely unable to bear the shock. Already bitter. Now it becomes even more distorted. Not long after. She had a stroke. Hemiplegia. Bedridden. It is said that every day she lies there cursing. Cursing Bach Vy. Cursing Chu Duc. Cursing until the end. Even talking is no longer clear. Turn into a real waste. All those who have done wrong. In the end, they all received appropriate retribution. Half a year later. Luc Canh Tham and I held our wedding on a private island. Sunlight. White sand beach. Blue waves. And the person I love the most. My father looked at me. The corners of his eyes were wet. But in that there is only joy and contentment. Luc Canh Tham gently lifted the veil. Gently kiss my lips. Then whisper in my ear:

“From now on.”

“My world only has beautiful sunny days.”

I looked at those gentle, sincere eyes. Strongly nodded. The stupid and mythical marriage of the past. It's like a play I wrote and performed myself. The play has ended. I didn't just take back everything that belonged to me. But you can also find true happiness that belongs to you. The sun is beautiful. The wind is just calm. My future. Just getting started. Momentarily. Three years have passed. My son and Luc Canh Tham already know how to shake their chubby legs and run everywhere. Know how to use an immature voice to call: My career. Under your support. Also growing brilliantly. I became the person the business world called by the name:

"Investment Queen."

Peaceful life. To the point where I almost forgot a person named Chu Duc existed. Until one day. I received a letter without the sender's name. The envelope has turned yellow. Postmark shows. It was sent from a suburban psychiatric hospital. I opened the letter. Inside was a piece of paper covered with writing. Scribbled handwriting. Many places are still blackened with ink and cannot be read. It's a letter from Chu Duc. He is relentless penitent. Constantly recalling the past. he said. Every day I remember the time we lived in a small rented room. Remember the scene when I cooked for him. Remember those simple days. he said. He's wrong. I really know it's wrong. he said. The only person he has ever loved in his life. It's just me. But write more later. The handwriting became even more distorted. Regret turns into resentment. Longing turns into jealousy. He started cursing me. Saying my happiness is stealing. Built on his suffering. Say I ruined his life. Say I'm a woman with a strong heart. Saying I die is not kind. I read the entire letter. There was no wavering in my heart. Even found it funny. How much does one have to fail? Only then can you take away all your misfortunes. Blame it all on other people. Right at that moment. Luc Canh Tham walked out of the office. Seeing me holding the letter in dismay. He comes. Hug me from behind. Warm chest pressed against my back. The voice was low and gentle.

“What are you watching?”

I shook my head.

"Nothing."

“Just some trash from the past.”

I walked to the fireplace. Handily threw the letter into the fire. The red-orange flame instantly devoured the thin paper. I stood and watched. Look at it curving. Then slowly turned into ash. Like Chu Duc. Just like that stupid marriage that year. Disappear from my world. Outside the window. My husband is playing with his children on the lawn. The sunlight covered the father and son with a layer of pale yellow light. So beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it. I laughed. The most sincere smile after many years. Because I know. This is the human world that truly belongs to me.