Chapter 6 — Six Weeks of Love

6But he still tried to suppress his sadness, to comfort me. "Sorry..." I hoarsely said. "Idiot, this is not your fault." He grabbed my hand, "It's because I didn't take good care of you." "If you hadn't worked overtime at that time..." "If I hadn't broken up then," he interrupted me, "you wouldn't have had to endure all this pain." We looked at each other, tears falling. After being discharged from the hospital, I could not escape the sadness for a long time. Luc Canh Trinh thought of every way to make me happy, but I still couldn't cheer myself up. "Mac Han, how about we go on a trip?" One day, he suggested, "I don't want to go anywhere." "So you stay home with me?" Looking at his thin, haggard face, I felt both touched and guilty. During this time, he always took care of me, to the point that his work was affected. "Canh Trinh, please go home." I said, “I want to be alone.” “I don't feel safe leaving you alone.” “I'm okay.” “Is this what you call okay?” He hurriedly said, "Mac Han, you can't stay like this forever. The baby is gone, but we can still have it back." I smiled bitterly, "Do you think we still have the ability?" "Why not?" "Because there have been too many misunderstandings and hurts between us." I turned away, not looking at him, "Stop it, Canh Trinh. We're not compatible." "To Mac Han!" He suddenly raised his voice, "Don't use this method to punish yourself, nor punish me!" I froze. This was the first time since the breakup that he was angry with me. "Do you think I'm not miserable?" His eyes sparkled with tears, "That's my child too! I want it too! But now it's gone, we have to look forward, right?" I laughed coldly, "How does it look?" "Marry me." He suddenly said, “Mac Han, marry me.” I was completely dumbfounded. “Are you crazy?” “I'm not crazy.” He knelt down in front of me, "Mac Han, I love you. For the past three months, I've missed you every day. I can't lose you, not even once." "But our child..." "We will have new children." He held my hand tightly, "Believe me, we will have many children. But the condition is, you must marry me." Looking at those steadfast eyes, my heart began to waver. Luc Canh Trinh's proposal came so unexpectedly, I didn't immediately agree. But he didn't give up. Every day after work, he comes to find me, eats with me, goes for a walk, and watches TV. Gradually, my mood started to improve. One day, he took me to the coffee shop we used to go to in college. “Remember this place?” He pointed to the table in the corner, "The first time you met me was there." "Do you remember?" I was a bit surprised. "Of course I remember." He laughed, "At that time you were so nervous that you spilled your coffee." "Who said you were nervous?" I countered, "It's obviously because you're so handsome, so I'm just looking at you." "Are you still handsome now?" I looked at him carefully. After three months of not seeing him, he had become much thinner and had dark circles under his eyes. "It's okay." I replied shyly. “That's good.” His smile became even brighter. While we were chatting happily, Lam Nhuoc Le suddenly appeared. "Canh Trinh, I didn't expect to see you two here." She proactively greeted me. I felt a bit nervous. Even though I knew the truth, I was still a little worried. "Nhuoc Le, thank you for your previous cooperation." Luc Canh Trinh spoke sincerely.