Chapter 2 — The Last Three Minutes of a Ten Year Marriage

There were people from the upper floors running down to see what was going on, and there were also people who had just returned from outside. No one dared to come closer, they just stood around from afar, chatting in low voices and pointing at me. I was like a monkey in a zoo being dragged to see. But I didn't care at all. From beginning to end, my eyes were glued to the two yellow elevator doors. Finally, when the countdown timer had just over ten seconds left. The general manager's dedicated elevator door on the right opens. Co Ngan's tall figure appeared in front of the door. He wore a finely tailored black suit, his eyes behind a pair of bottomless gold-framed glasses, completely invisible to emotions. Still looking as elegant and successful as ever. Behind him there is also a woman. The woman wore a white maternity dress, long hair flowing down her back, a delicate face, looking both weak and innocent. One of her hands was carefully protecting her slightly protruding belly. The moment I saw her, my pupils immediately shrank. Bach Nguyet. Co Ngan's chief secretary. It was the girl who always followed me, sweetly calling me "Mrs. Tinh" more intimately than anyone. He is the person who, every time I come to the company, enthusiastically pours tea, brings me water and smiles and says:

“General Manager Co is in a meeting, please wait a moment.”

That woman is the female owner of this place. Co Ngan quickly walked towards me. On his face he tried to force a forced smile. He reached out to hold my hand.

"On Jing, can we go home and talk? Don't make a fuss here."

The voice was lowered very low, carrying some pleading. I leaned back slightly, avoiding his touch. His eyes passed him, looking straight at Bach Nguyet behind him. Seeing me look like that, Bach Nguyet trembled slightly and instinctively retreated behind Co Ngan. Her eyes immediately turned red.

“Mr. Co...”

She spoke up cautiously. The voice was not loud, but loud enough for people around to hear.

“Who is this lady?”

“Did I… did I do something wrong?”

She looked like she was about to cry, both panicked and sorry for herself. Really good acting. It's truly worthy of someone to lie to me for ten years.

“Make a fuss?”

I withdrew my gaze and looked back at Co Ngan, the corner of my lips slightly raised.

“General Manager Co, I think you misunderstood something.”

“I didn't come today to cause trouble.”

“I came here to... take back what belongs to me.”

Co Ngan's face immediately changed.

“On Tinh, what do you want?”

“Is that what I want?”

I repeated once, then slowly stood up. Even though Bach Nguyet is wearing high heels, I am still half a head taller than her. I walked in front of them, looking down at her from above.

“Secretary Bach.”

I spoke up.

“How many years have you followed General Manager Co?”

Bach Nguyet was stunned when asked and unconsciously replied:

“Five... five years.”

I nodded.

“You always call me Ms. Tinh, right?”

Bach Nguyet's face gradually became pale. She bit her lip and nodded.

“So do you know what relationship Co Ngan and I have?”

I continued to ask. Her body began to tremble, her eyes looking for help looked towards Co Ngan. Co Ngan immediately took a step forward, blocking Bach Nguyet behind. There was anger on his face.

"Hi beauty Static! Enough!"

“Don't you see that Nguyet Nguyet is pregnant? If anything happens, just aim at me!”

He called me Wen Jing. Call both first and last names. But he gently called her Nguyet Nguyet. My heart felt like it was being repeatedly sliced by a dull blade.

“Aimed at you?”

I laughed.

“Okay.”

I turned around, facing all the people watching in the hall. The voice is not loud. But every word resonated clearly.

“I, On Jing, am the legal wife listed on Co Ngan's marriage certificate.”

“We have been married ten years.”

With just one sentence. The whole crowd immediately exploded.

“What? Married for ten years?

“Isn't everyone saying that General Manager Co is still single?”

“So the baby in Secretary Bach's womb is…”

“Oh my god, has the main family come to the door?”

Amidst the buzz everywhere, I looked at Co Ngan with cold eyes.

“Co Ngan, today I just came here to ask you something.”

“Between me and her, who do you choose?”

I threw out the question that was both the most trivial and also the sharpest. Want him to give the answer in front of everyone. I want that mask of hypocrisy to no longer be able to continue to be worn. The whole hall was silent. So quiet that everyone can clearly hear their heart beating. All eyes focused on Co Ngan's handsome but extremely unsightly face. At this moment, he was like being placed on a fire. So the image of a "love-sick tycoon" that he has built up over the years will collapse in the blink of an eye. A man for the sake of his career kept his marriage a secret for ten years, and even got his secretary pregnant. If this story is exposed, it will certainly become a shocking scandal. Choose Bach Nguyet? So he was the one who committed adultery in marriage, betraying the wife who had been with him through the most difficult days. This is inherently a game of chess with no way out. But I really want to see with my own eyes how he will struggle in the trap he created for himself. Co Ngan's forehead was covered in sweat. Bach Nguyet stood behind him, her face as white as paper. She clutched his sleeve tightly, her body wobbling as if she was about to faint. It was like just one more second before I would fall.

“Brother Co... I... I feel so dizzy..."

She spoke weakly, placing a hand on her forehead. Co Ngan seemed to have caught a life-saving buoy. He immediately caught her, his face full of worry.