The day I registered my marriage, I discovered that my husband had two lives
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Chapter 5

Chapter 5 — The day I registered my marriage, I discovered that my husband had two lives

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

Lam Trach stood in the middle of the living room. His voice is not loud. But full of pressure. Like giving orders. The room immediately fell silent. To Uyen and I both looked towards him. He didn't look at me. But turn to To Uyen first.

“Your current state is not suitable for emotional arousal.”

he said.

“I'll take you to the hospital.”

It sounds like you care. But I understand very well... He's trying to get her out of here. To Uyen also understands. She didn't move.

“I'm not going anywhere.”

Her voice is not loud. But extremely determined. Lam Trach frowned and was about to open his mouth when I interrupted.

“Don't make excuses.”

I looked straight at him.

“Now the issue is not whether she goes to the hospital or not.”

“But what exactly are you doing?”

Only then did he turn to look at me. Those eyes were cold and scary. Made my heart suddenly tighten.

“I told you.”

“Let's talk about this later.”

“When will it be later?”

I stared at him.

“Waiting for you to make up a more complete story?”

He didn't reply. Just looked at me silently. The atmosphere became increasingly heavier. At that moment, I suddenly realized something. He didn't panic. He's waiting. Wait and see between me and To Uyen... Who will be the first to collapse. Whoever loses their temper first... That person will lose. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. We cannot let him lead everything his way. I nodded.

“If you don't say…”

“So let us speak for ourselves.”

I turned to look at To Uyen.

“Let's compare the timeline.”

She paused for a moment then nodded. Lam Trach's face immediately changed. But he didn't stop it. I took out my phone.

“Tell me about his schedule with you.”

To Uyen thought for a moment.

“He comes home almost every night.”

“There are only a few days when I say I have to work overtime so I don't come home.”

“How often?”

I asked again.

“About three or four times a week.”

I nodded.

“So the days he didn't come home that you just mentioned, do you remember specifically?”

She walked in front of the calendar.

“I almost have it all marked.”

I walked over and took photos of all the days that had been circled. Then open the photo album on your phone. I have a habit. Loves recording daily life. Traveling. Even if it's just two people sitting at home watching TV, I can still take a photo. I started flipping through each photo. One by one. Time gradually comes together. The more I watch... The colder my hands become. The days she marked as "he didn't come home"... were all the days he was with me. Not a day off. It's like it was arranged precisely in advance. I raised my head to look at her. She was also looking at me. The expressions of both are identical. Confused. And there was... A vague fear.

“What about your side?”

I gave her the phone.

“These are the days he sleeps over at my place.”

She took it and looked at each photo. The more I watched, the more my hands shook.

“These days…”

She muttered.

“He always told me he had to work overtime at the company.”

I nodded.

“Plus, I came back very late.”

she added. I didn't speak up. Because I realized a problem. Timeline... Scary match. It's not just a coincidence. It's like someone calculated and arranged the words before.

“What about during the day?”

I suddenly asked. To Uyen was stunned.

"Day?"

I looked at her.

“Where is he during the day?”

She thought for a moment.

“He said at the company.”

I nodded.

“Same with me.”

Both fell into silence. Because that answer... Too normal. So normal that... It becomes abnormal again.

“Where is the company?”

She read an address. I was immediately stunned. That is the company address that Lam Trach always told me. Not a single word wrong.

“Have you ever been there?”

She shook her head.

“He said it was inconvenient to bring his family in.”

I smiled bitterly.

“He told me the same thing.”

The two of us looked at each other. At that moment, both of them almost realized the same truth. What we know about him... It's all just what he actively said. Whatever he says... We believe it. Not once verified. Never doubted either. It's like two characters are placed in two completely different scenarios.

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