The Last Order Is Someone I Used To Love
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Chapter 5

Chapter 5 — The Last Order Is Someone I Used To Love

Updated 10/08/2026 5 min read

He suddenly slapped himself aggressively and took out his phone. Above are his dense responses after I sent the last message.

"How could you stop me? It was just a slip of the finger."

He quickly swiped a few times, stopped for a moment, then entered again. 【Transfer one hundred thousand yuan.】 His eyes sparkled.

“Tieu Du, look, I transferred all the bonus money to you.”

“There will be more later.”

"You didn't pull my leg, but I chased after you and wanted to spend money on you!"

Be careful. Because I don't have any doubts, I also erased a few zeros. I immediately stopped crying and smiled, extremely attached to rubbing his chest. Perhaps thinking I couldn't hear him, he even mumbled a sentence in a low voice.

“Besides, I have no father or mother, where can I go if I leave you?”

He took me out of the hospital. My secondary account received messages again. 【Transfer one million yuan.】 【The money has been settled, you can disappear.】 【I will find someone to protect Tieu Du for twenty-four hours, don't you dare go near her again.】 It seems that with the identity of an assassin, you can only get so much. A total of thirty-three million yuan. Next, we must use Huong Du's identity to teach him how to be human.

09

Khuong Tri said he could do it. After that, he really didn't go on business trips anymore. Every morning when I open my eyes, he is by my side. No longer like before with his back to me scrolling through his phone, but lying on his side, motionless and staring at me, in his pupils were emotions I didn't understand.

“What are you looking at me for?”

“I'm afraid you'll run away.”

He smiled gently, his fingers wrapping around my hair, circle by circle.

"Tieu Du, I've pushed all the work, from now on I'll be with you every day."

In my heart I laughed coldly, on the outside my eyes turned red.

“I'm not going to work, should we drink the northwest wind?”

He took out his phone and showed me his account balance. Eight digits.

“I started a successful business, an entertainment company, signing many famous artists.”

"I didn't tell you before because I wanted to surprise you. Now I've figured it out, I can earn it back if I run out of money. Once you're gone, I really can't live."

In the following days, Khuong Tri seemed to turn into a different person, wishing he could tie me to his belt. Before, he never let me touch his phone, now the unlock password has changed to my birthday. Before, when he went on a business trip, he never told me a specific schedule. Now when he goes out to buy vegetables, he has to send me the location. Even when going to discuss business matters, he took me with him. Every person who meets me smiles politely, but the scrutiny in their eyes cannot be hidden. Khuong Tri's face turned cold and he rejected several contracts worth tens of millions on the spot. So no one dares to spy on me anymore. His gentleness seemed to be covered with a layer of ink, revealing the darkness underneath. The crazy night tormented me, and after it ended, I cried in a choked voice.

"You are mine, no one should try to take it away."

“I will treat you well, better than before, I will give you anything you want.”

"But why don't you cling to me now and ask for marriage?"

I turned around expressionlessly and turned my back to him. That's what Huong Du, as a normal person, only did. But before, he always laughed and said no, it was too early, too poor, too much pressure. Now I have no reason to do it So.

10

Khuong Tri is like a child in a hurry to prove himself. He cut off his previous social circle, made me breakfast every day, and bought late-night snacks at a roadside restaurant every night. He tried to play the role of the poor, struggling boyfriend who had rented a house with me before, as if completely unaware of how wrong this was. But I know what he did behind his back. He found someone to erase all negative news related to me. After Tham Tri Thu's press conference took place, netizens started digging at me. My photo, name, and address were all exposed. In less than two hours, Khuong Tri took action. The navy he hired was everywhere, spreading the news that Tham Tri Thu had been relying on the golden master for support for all these years, the so-called "annulment" was just a trick, basically no one wanted to marry her. Public opinion reversed overnight. Tham Tri Thu was scolded on a hot search, and I became the victim. Khuong Tri didn't show his face at all, but I knew he did it. He even registered a secondary account, replying under each comment scolding me.

"She is innocent, if you want to scold her, scold that man."

“She doesn't know anything, don't hurt her.”

Then, with a smug look on his face, he pulled me to read the comment.

"Tieu Du, how do I do this? Do you love me any more?"

I admire. When it comes to playing intimate roles, no one is more proficient than Khuong Tri, not to mention now mixed with some real feelings. His lies became more and more comprehensive, and soon brought me to his real home, a lavish semi-painted villa in the suburbs. Even though he always said this was a newly purchased house.

“Do you like it?”

He held my hand and went in, as if offering me a treasure, leading me to visit each room. The dressing room in the master bedroom is filled with clothes in my size.

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