Chapter 12 — The day I signed the divorce petition, I won the bid for a 30 billion VND project

Want me to lose my temper. Want me to make mistakes under the pressure of public opinion. Unfortunately... This time she will be disappointed.

“Tieu Chu.”

I put down the phone.

"Immediately synthesize all design documents of the Van Gian project. From the first sketch to the final plan, the entire editing history of each version must be complete."

“Yes, Ms. Tham.”

I thought for a few seconds then continued.

"Find all the documents handed over between me and Luc Thi when I quit my job."

“I'll do it now.”

“Also contact a lawyer.”

I looked out the window.

“Preparing to sue for slander.”

“Initiate a lawsuit?”

The corners of my lips curled up slightly.

“If she wanted to play…”

“Then let's play a big game.”

Tieu Chu nodded strongly and quickly left the room. The meeting room became quiet again. I stood in front of the glass door, watching the sky outside gradually darken. Dark clouds pressed down very low. It's about to rain. This city is like that. It was still sunny. In the blink of an eye, the world has changed. But it's okay. Because a long time ago... I got used to walking on rainy days. The second day after that topic climbed up the search board, Luc Tu Hanh came to my company. He stood in front of the door, wearing a black dinner jacket. After only twenty days of not seeing him, he had become noticeably thinner. The dark circles under the eyes were very dark, the chin also had a green beard, and the whole person had an unprecedented haggard look.

“Tham Nghien Thanh.”

He looked at me, his voice hoarse.

“Is that you?”

“Me what?”

I leaned against the door frame, calmly looking at him.

“Those blueprints…” He asked slowly. “Did you take them away?”

I looked at him for exactly three seconds. Then burst out laughing.

“Luc Tu Hanh.”

I looked straight into his eyes.

“You came to find me today... just to ask that question?”

“After seeing the news and seeing those articles, your first reaction was not to come out and clarify for me, but to run to ask if I did it or not?”

“No, I…”

“You never trusted me.”

I interrupted him.

“I didn't believe it three years ago.”

“Three years later... still don't believe it.”

“Tham Nghien Thanh, please listen to my explanation…”

“I already said it.”

My voice is still very calm.

"The day I left Luc Thi, you were the one who saw me sign the handover record with your own eyes. It was also you who signed to confirm that all documents had been fully handed over."

I smiled softly.

“When I signed, I didn't bother to look even once.”

“Until something happens…”

“You just remembered running to me to ask for evidence.”

He opened his mouth. But not even a single word can be said.

“Luc Tu Hanh.”

I took a deep breath.

“Do you know what disappoints me the most?”

He just looked at me quietly.

“It's not because I have someone else in my heart.”

“It's not because your mother always oppresses me.”

“It's not because of three years of suffering humiliation and coldness.”

“I am most disappointed...”

"From beginning to end, you never took the time to understand me."

“You don't know what I majored in.”

“I wonder what I'm doing.”

“I don't know either…”

“If I leave you, I can still live very well.”

“I don't know.”

“I don't know anything.”

“Because in your eyes…”

“I was never worth your time to get to know.”

My voice is still very light. But Every word he said trembled slightly. Not out of fear. I kept these words hidden in my heart for three years. It's been three years. Finally... I can say it all. After listening, Luc Tu Hanh's expression continuously changed. From amazement. Come to regret. Then finally... Only pain remains.

“Tham Nghien Thanh...”

His voice was very quiet.

“No need to say more.”

I stood up straight.

“I will resolve the matter on the search board myself.”

“Go home.”

“Don't come to me again from now on.”

“Wait…”

He reached out to hold me. I leaned away to avoid it.

“Luc Tu Hanh.”

I looked at him one last time.

“If you still have some conscience left in you…”

“Then stop appearing and disturbing my life.”

Having finished speaking, I closed the door. Leaning my back against the door, I quietly heard the footsteps outside getting farther and farther away. One step at a time. Heavy as if sinking in mud. I slowly closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Heart still beats very fast. But my heart felt strangely peaceful. Because finally... I said it all. The words accumulated for three years. Self-pity. The pain that has never dared to be revealed. Finally... It's all said. The debt between us... At this point, it's considered paid. That topic continued to escalate throughout the three days. By the third day... Things were completely out of control. Khuong Niem posted a very long article on social networks. The title is: 《Explanation of design plagiarism incident》