Chapter 4 — The day I registered my marriage, I discovered that my husband had two lives

The voice is very light. But it carries with it a blunt provocation. I smiled softly.

“Is there anything you wouldn't dare to do?”

I turned around and walked directly into the hallway. She followed behind. Lam Trach stood still for two seconds, then finally followed. The hallway is a bit dark inside. The walls are covered with small advertisements. Old and degraded. Completely not in the same world as his everyday life. As I walked up, I thought... How many places does he have left that I don't know about? To Uyen opened the door. The house is not big but very neat. As soon as I walked in, I saw... On the sofa was a man's jacket. I recognize it. It belongs to Lam Trach. On the hanger was his shirt. In the shoe cabinet are his slippers. On the dining table there are also two sets of bowls and chopsticks. There was a very faint smell in the air. The smell of a warm home. I stood in front of the door, not moving. In that moment, I suddenly had a very strange feeling. It's more like a "real family" than my house and his. To Uyen said. I walked in and sat down on the sofa. Lam Trach stood next to him, not sitting. The atmosphere was heavy and suffocating. No one spoke up. In the end, To Uyen was the first to speak. She took out a file from the drawer and placed it on the table.

“You said you two just registered your marriage today, right?”

She looked at me. She nodded and opened the file. Inside is a stack of papers. She pulled out a sheet and gave it to me.

“Then take a look at this.”

I take it. It's a copy of the marriage certificate. With just one glance, I saw two names. Registration date... Three years ago. My hands trembled. I almost couldn't hold the paper.

“We got married three years ago.”

She spoke very calmly.

"Furthermore, we still haven't divorced yet."

There was a "bang" in my head. Like something just exploded.

“No way.”

I unconsciously exclaimed.

“You can check it yourself.”

“There are records in the system of the Department of Civil Affairs.”

I opened my mouth, but couldn't say anything. She gave me another sheet. It's a pregnancy check-up card. Her name was written on it. Along with... Due date. That's in the next few days.

“The baby is his.”

I stared at the paper. Vision gradually became blurry. Everything is too specific. So specific... Completely not fake.

“Now it's your turn to tell me.”

She looked straight at me.

“What exactly are you like?”

I slowly raised my head. Throat tight.

“We were together for three years.”

I said softly.

“Just registered my marriage today.”

She nodded. Didn't show any surprise. It's like you already guessed something.

“What does he usually say to you?”

I stopped.

“What do you mean?”

“His life.”

“His work, his living time.”

I thought for a moment.

"He said he worked at an Internet company and had a lot of projects so he often had to work overtime."

“There are days when I come home very late, I don't even go home.”

After listening, she smiled slightly.

“So that's it.”

I frowned.

“What do you mean?”

She looked at me, her eyes full of complexity.

“Because to me... he said the same thing.”

My heart suddenly sank.

“Every time he says he has to work overtime…”

She spoke slowly.

“It's actually at your place.”

The space immediately fell into silence. I have a feeling... An extremely strange truth is gradually appearing before our eyes.

“What do you mean by that?”

She didn't answer right away. But stand up and go to the next wall. There hangs a calendar. She pointed to several circled dates.

“You look.”

I stepped forward. Those days are all marked with a pen. I just took a look. The whole person immediately froze. That was the time he was always with me. Not a single day goes wrong. Completely coincident. A stream of cold air ran down my spine.

“No way…”

I muttered. She looked at me and said something that made me cold from head to toe.

“Co Niem, have you ever thought of a possibility…”

She stopped. Lower your voice.

“He didn't just trick the two of us.”

She looked straight into my eyes, emphasizing every word.

“He is living two completely separate lives at the same time.”

I stood frozen in place. Mind is empty. At that moment... Lam Trach finally spoke. His voice was cold. I turned my head to look at him. At that moment, I suddenly realized... From now on, he won't continue to pretend anymore. And the real story... It's just begun.