Chapter 2 — Tell My Husband's Phone Number In LV, I End My Eight-Year Marriage

I squinted my eyes slightly. In front of the shopping center, there is a bustling stream of people passing by. Everyone brings their own joys and sorrows. I opened the car door and struggled to stuff three giant boxes into the backseat. They take up the entire space. Quietly lying there. Like three silent coffins. I sat in the driver's seat but didn't rush to start the car. Leaning back in the chair, I closed my eyes. In my mind, the shopping history table I just saw constantly appeared. Tears of the Stars diamond necklace. I remember that name. Last month, I saw it in a magazine. At that time, he showed it to Chu Yen and laughed and said:

“It's so beautiful.”

How did he answer? He said:

"Can you wear this kind of beautiful thread to fill your stomach? It's all a trick for women."

It's not that the item is beautiful but useless. It's just that the person wearing it can't be me. It's not that he wants to trick women. And the only person he wanted to trick... was me. At that moment, the phone screen suddenly lit up and vibrated continuously. On the screen appeared two familiar words. I stared at those two words. It took exactly ten seconds for me to swipe the screen to answer the phone. My voice was strangely calm, without a hint of emotion.

"Nguyet Nguyet, are you done with work yet? Are you coming home to eat with your parents tonight?"

Chu Yen's voice came through the phone, still gentle and warm as always. Eight years of marriage. For eight years, he still called me Nguyet Nguyet. As if I were a treasure he held in the palm of his hand.

“I'm not going home, I'm a bit tired.”

I looked at the bustling stream of people outside the car window, my eyes uncertain.

"What's wrong? If you're tired, go home and rest.

Please order food tonight. Do you want to eat Japanese or Thai food?” His voice was filled with concern. My fingers gripping the steering wheel unconsciously tightened even more. The woman is eating the Japanese and Thai meals he bought... Is she also wearing the dress he bought... Wearing the Star Tears necklace he gave her? I gritted my teeth and forced out two words. The other end of the line was silent for a moment. It seemed that Chu Yen had realized that something was wrong with my feelings.

"Nguyet Nguyet, are you not happy? Is someone teasing you?"

His voice became more reserved. Suddenly, I felt really funny. Is someone teasing me? Tell me... Who is teasing me?

"Do not have."

I started the car. The engine roared softly.

"It's just a bit tiring going shopping. I'm driving, hang up first."

"Okay, then drive carefully. Remember to text me when you get home."

I hung up the phone and conveniently threw it into the passenger seat. The car merged into the crowded traffic. The high-rise buildings outside the window quickly receded. The city I lived in for ten years. The first time... Makes me feel so strange. When I got home, I dragged three giant gift boxes into the dressing room and conveniently threw them in a corner. Our large apartment of one hundred and eighty square meters is decorated in a minimalist style, spacious and airy. That's the design Chu Yen likes best. He once said:

“Home is a place to relax, without too many frills.”

Now I understand. To him... This place is nothing more than a hotel. It's a stage for him to play the role of an exemplary husband. As for his truly colorful life... In the same place other. I walked to the living room and looked at the large wedding photo hanging on the wall. In the photo, I smile brightly, happily resting my head on Chu Yen's shoulder. His eyes also seemed to sparkle with starlight. How many eight years can a person have in a lifetime? I opened the drawer and took out the extra credit card that I kept hidden. When we first got married, Chu Yen gave it to me. He said:

“For big household expenses, just use this card.”

But all these years, I've almost never touched it. He always said starting a business is very difficult, the company needs money everywhere. I believed. I opened my computer, logged into my online banking account, entered my card number and password. Each line of transaction history appears before your eyes. Jewelry shop. Luxury stalls. Spending locations are all over the most luxurious places in the city. There is also a fixed payment per month. The recipient is a real estate management company. The amount is not small. Enough to rent a nice one-bedroom apartment right in the city center. I open the details section. The address appears clearly on the screen. Bach Duyet Phu apartment complex, building A, apartment 1808. An apartment complex name that I have never heard of. I took out my phone and entered that address into the map. Distance to my house... Only fifteen minutes drive. That's really convenient, Chu Yen. After work, he can leisurely go back and forth between the two roofs. Play two roles. Enjoy two lives. My heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand. It hurt so much that I could barely breathe. I put my hands on the table, opened my mouth and took a deep breath. Tham Nguyet. You must calm down. Now is not the time to collapse. Make a fuss. Other than making him gloat and giving him an opportunity to destroy evidence, it has no effect. I turned off the computer, walked into the bathroom, and continuously splashed cold water on my face. The woman in the mirror has a pale face and red eye sockets. But his eyes... were strangely determined. Eight years of youth. I consider myself a loser. But do you want me to quietly retreat, so that the male and female dog couple can safely enjoy the results I have worked hard for for so many years? I changed my clothes, took the car keys and went out again. The destination on the map is Bach Duyet Phu. The car stopped in the basement of the apartment complex. This place has more supercars than my apartment complex. I sat in the car, quietly looking at the entrance to building A. There was only a desolate space left in my heart. I don't know what I came here for. Rush up and knock on the door? Confrontation on the spot? Rip off all of their facades? Or just sit here... Wait and see when he shows up. Wait to see which woman he will bring home. I lit a cigarette. I haven't smoked for many years. It was Chu Yen who forced me to quit. He said the smell of cigarettes is harmful to his health and is very unpleasant. Now that I think about it... He just doesn't want his "perfect wife" to have any flaws outside of the script he has set up. Red flames flickered in the dark car compartment. Cigarette smoke swirled around, blurring my vision. I don't know how much time has passed. Maybe an hour. Maybe two hours. Right at that moment. The elevator door of building A opens. A familiar figure walked out. It's Chu Yen. His arm was being held intimately by a young girl. Girl wearing a white dress. It is the necklace of Tears The Stars I've seen in magazines. She raised her head and said something to Chu Yen. A clear, radiant smile. Chu Yen lowered her head to look at her. In the eyes was a pampering and pampering that in the past eight years... I had never seen. He gently stroked her wind-blown hair back. Natural movements. Mastery. The two of them looked exactly like a couple in love.