The Ex Doesn't Deserve a Return
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Chapter 8

Chapter 8 — The Ex Doesn't Deserve a Return

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

At first I didn't dare let him go public. So every time I get off work, I run to the bus stop a few hundred meters away from the company to wait for him. One time it was raining, he came to pick me up with an umbrella. Unexpectedly, my colleagues in the company saw me and thought I was also waiting for the bus. I suddenly followed her onto the bus. Leaving Co Quan standing in the rain, confused. After this, he always looked for opportunities to make me public. But I'm not mentally prepared yet. That day, Co Quan went to the factory below to inspect. And I worked overtime until very late. I went to the bus stop and waited for a few minutes, but still didn't see him. I thought he was angry with me and wouldn't come pick me up anymore.

“Girl, are you getting in the car?”

The driver urged me. I hastily apologize:

“Sorry, I'll be right away…”

“Sorry, my girlfriend doesn't get in the car anymore.”

Co Quan suddenly appeared, holding my hand with one hand.

“Co Quan, I thought you…”

"Didn't I tell you? No matter how late, I will come to take you home."

He hugged me a little tighter, kissing the top of my head.

“Is it cold?”

At that moment, I felt like I saw myself as a child. The girl finished school but no one came to take her home. But this time it's not the same. Tham Thu is no longer a forgotten child. Nor is it a hated child. Missing when placed in the heart. And the intimacy is full of love. At this moment, all have concrete answers. … A few months later, Co Quan and I got married. Two months later, I was pregnant. When Co Quan and I went to the hospital for a check-up. Unexpectedly, I saw Hua Bui. Next to him also stood the girl from his circle of friends. His eyes stopped on mine and Co Quan's holding hands for a few seconds.

“Thu Thu, you two come here…”

Hua Bui's voice trembled.

“We came for a prenatal check-up.”

Co Quan smiled lightly, then seemingly unintentionally asked:

“That's right, you two also came to check to see if the baby is okay?”

The girl's expression was a bit embarrassed. She lowered her head, looked at her lower abdomen, and said hoarsely:

“We came to have an abortion.”

“Ah? That's a pity then.”

Co Quan sighed.

“Tham Thu, can we talk in private?”

Hua Bui begged me, her eyes a little wet. He and I stood in the hospital staircase.

“Sorry, Thu Thu.”

I don't understand why you're apologizing.

"The person you should say sorry to is that girl. Do you know how much abortion damages an older girl's body?"

Hua Bui's eyes filled with tears, chokingly explained:

"I know I'm sorry to her. But I once said that only you can be the mother of my child. If it weren't for her planning on me, I wouldn't..."

“In short, I will not let another woman be the mother of my child.”

I smiled coldly.

"It's obvious that you don't want to take responsibility, don't use me as an excuse."

“Hua Bui, I always feel that the whole world is at fault with me, but I have never thought that the problem lies with myself.”

I don't want to say anything more to you, so I turn around and leave.

“Tham Thu, can you hug me one last time?”

“Just a little bit, okay?”

I saw Co Quan in the distance looking at me gently.

“Sorry, no way.”

... Later I heard that Hua Bui was kicked out of the board of directors. Because of the previous Khon Lien order, he did not investigate the background first. Leads to the company Loss of tens of billions of capital. He was sent to a subsidiary in Africa to expand his business. Probably won't come back anymore. Daughter's hundred days party. I received a postcard from Africa. Written on it:

“If there is an afterlife, I will not let go of your hand.”

I know Hua Bui wrote it. Why do people always have to wait until they lose them before wanting to hold on? Co Quan held his daughter and asked softly:

“Wife, what are you watching?”

I threw the card into the trash. Smiling looking at the father and son.

“Nothing, just trash.”

【End】

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