Chapter 18 — The Day You Abandoned My Mother and My Child in the Middle of the Airport

I miss too much. Every memory. Just like a blade. Stabbed until he couldn't breathe. He really couldn't stand it anymore. Dress. Leave home. He caught a taxi. Read the address of Tham Niem's mother's house. An hour later. He stood under that apartment complex. The light is still on. That window still radiates warm yellow light. He saw behind the curtain. There are two shadows. Adults are bending down to collect things. The child was jumping around on the sofa. And Niem Niem. He stood downstairs. Raise your head and look. Like a fool. Looked for a long time. Cold wind blew. His whole body trembled. I don't want to leave. I want to go upstairs. Want to knock on the door. Want to see Niem Niem's face. I want to say something to Tham Niem.

“You are wrong.”

He did not move. I no longer have a personality. Stand for half an hour. The lights on the sixth floor are off. He turned around. Slowly walked back to the rented apartment. The next day. You come again. Day three. Day four. He doesn't come anymore. He discovered. Tham Niem and Niem Niem… No longer live there. The curtains were closed. Never light again. You again. Lost mother and child. Ly Minh Trach started looking for a job. He sent more than a hundred sets of job applications. But people responded. Not much. Sometimes. There are also a few companies that invite interviews. But I just saw your name. The other person's expression immediately changed.

“General Manager Ly.”

“Previously, he was the CEO of Minh Trach Group.”

“Why do you want to come to a small company like us to apply for a job?”

“I want to start again.”

“Start again?”

The opponent laughed.

“General Manager Ly.”

“Do you think it's still possible?”

“Your reputation…”

“It's broken.”

"Adultery."

“Asset transfer.”

“Forcing his ex-wife to take over the company.”

“Something like that.”

“Is there anyone in this world who doesn't know?”

He was rejected. Thirty-seven times. Thirty-eighth interview. Is at a small real estate company. The owner is over fifty years old. Looks very sharp.

“Ly Minh Trach?”

She just looked at your profile.

“I know you.”

“My ex-wife.”

“It's Tham Niem, right?”

“Now she is our competitor.”

The lady put down the file. Lean against the back of the chair.

“You know what?”

“After taking over your company.”

“In just three months.”

“She won the Nam Thanh project.”

"Currently."

“The largest investor in this area.”

Ly Minh Trach said nothing.

“I lost.”

“Not unfair.”

The owner said.

“That woman.”

“Much better than you.”

“Do you know how she got the Nam Thanh project?”

"I do not know."

“She takes full advantage of your company's available resources.”

“Every decision.”

“It was all given by her.”

“She re-planned the entire project.”

“Cut costs thirty percent.”

“Shorten construction progress by half a year.”

“Din Thinh's people don't believe it either.”

“But after seeing her plan.”

“They immediately signed the contract.”

She stopped for a moment. Then continue talking.

“I heard.”

“She previously studied architectural design.”

“After graduation.”

“Just marry me.”

“Staying at home and being a housewife for five years.”

“Five years without touching drawings.”

“Just took action.”

“It has reached this level.”

She looked at Ly Minh Trach. In the eyes. There is pity. There is also contempt.

“General Manager Ly.”

“You wasted…”

“A genius.”

Ly Minh Trach stood up. Bow your head deeply. Already turn around and leave. He walked on the road. The sunlight was so bright it was blinding. He squinted his eyes. Look at the flow of people passing by. Suddenly felt. Everyone has their own path. Only you... I have no direction. Going aimlessly. Come to an intersection. Then stop. Wait for the red light. Large advertising screen on the opposite side. An advertisement is playing. It's a promotional video for an architectural project. The lens starts from an aerial perspective. Covers the entire city. Slowly approaching a building under construction. The design drawing appears on the screen. Smooth lines. Creative structure. Just take a look. We also know that it is the work of a very highly qualified person. Below the screen. A line of text appears.

“Nianze design – The work of Tham Niem.”