Chapter 3 — That Tich Is No Longer Waiting For You

I interrupted her: "You don't know who the ring was meant to wear, you don't know that today is the wedding party, and you don't know that Co Lam has a fiancee?" Tong Thi Am's lips moved and did not speak anymore. Co Lam looked at me, her voice was hoarse than before: "I admit I was wrong today. You can punish me however you want, let's go home and talk, okay?" I looked at him, "When you registered your marriage, you registered it at the Civil Affairs Department. If you told me to hide something bad for you, I would say it here. Now that I regret it, I want to go home and say it?" The last voice message on the screen rang out. That was the message Co Lam sent me on That Tich last year. "In this life, I will only register my marriage with you. Wait until That Tich next year, I will take a photo of the marriage certificate for you to see." There was silence in the room. I showed the screenshot of Tong Thi Am's post to the side. In front of the oath wall, she and Co Lam each held a marriage certificate. The caption: "Luckily, today there is still someone willing to marry me." I said: “But I registered with her first today.” The blood on Co Lam's face drained away. Tong Thi Am quickly explained: "At that time I was really depressed." "My ex-lover is getting married today. Before, he said no one would need me, I just wanted to prove..." "Depression is not a reason to register marriage." I looked at her, "There's no reason to marry someone else's fiance to prove yourself." Finally, Co's mother couldn't bear it: "Khuong Di Tran, do you have to make a fuss about this? Tieu Lam said she would make it up to you." My father stood up and directly pushed the bedroom door open. There were waiters and a few relatives outside waiting for their food. When they heard the movement, they all looked over. My father didn't scold anyone, just said: "There's no need to close the door. We, the Khuong family, are not afraid of what's happening today." My mother wiped her tears, took out the red wedding date paper that was pressed under the menu, and placed it in my hand. I looked at the date written on it by Co Lam's own hand, and slowly tore it in half. Co Lam suddenly took a step forward: "Di Tran!" I raised my head to look at him. "Today is not the wedding party." I said, "It's an annulment party." Co Lam grabbed my wrist with very strong force, then when he touched my cold fingers, he loosened it a bit. His voice trembled: "Don't say annul the marriage. You can punish me however you want, don't not need me." I looked at his hand holding mine. There is no ring on the ring finger. Because that ring is still in Tong Thi Am's hand. I said: "Co Lam, you are a married man now, don't touch me." 6Co Lam seemed to be nailed to the spot by this sentence. His hand loosened little by little. I can see that it wasn't until this moment that he truly realized that a marriage certificate is not something that can be erased with the words "the feelings are not real". Tong Thi Am is his wife. In terms of law. I looked at Tong Thi Am's hand: "Return the ring first." Tong Thi Am instinctively pulled his hand back, then immediately stopped. Her eyes were very red and her voice was very soft: "Miss Khuong, the ring is stuck. It's not that I didn't pay it back." Co Lam instinctively frowned, as if she wanted to help her. I didn't give him a chance, turned to the waiter and said: "Please bring a bowl of warm water and soap." Co Lam lowered her voice: "Di Tran, don't be like that." I said: "Just now you said you could take it slowly. Now just take it slowly." Service was very quick and brought the food. Tong Thi Am put her hand in warm water, her fingertips were soaked until they turned red. She endured the pain, turning the ring little by little. Tears were still falling, but not crying out loud. Co Lam stood next to her, raised her hand a few times, and finally let it down. I know he's heartbroken. But times

Hey, he can't use my face to hurt her anymore. When the ring was finally taken off, a dark red mark was left on Tong Thi Am's finger. She gave me the ring: "Sorry, I'll pay for it." I didn't take it from her, I just told her to put it on a napkin. "You can't pay it back." I said, "It's not a matter of money." Co Lam looked at the ring, her eyes clearly hurt. "I ordered this ring three months in advance, I went to three stores to get it repaired to the size you like." "Then you should be even more clear, whose hand it was supposed to be worn on." He was silent. I wrapped the ring in tissue paper and pushed it in front of him: "It's dirty, give it back." Co Lam's throat moved: "Di Tran..." Co's mother couldn't help but say: "It's just a ring, do you have to say something so harsh?" I opened my phone and flipped to the message Co Lam sent me half an hour ago. I turned the screen towards everyone. Co Lam's words were clear and concise. "Di Tran, hide the post from three years ago, now Thi Am can't stand those things." I read out: "Now Thi Am can't stand those things." Co's mother's voice stopped. I continued to scroll up. He also said: "First of all, don't post anything related to the wedding date, just consider it a normal meal today." "Please help me once, I owe you."