The Last Three Minutes of a Ten Year Marriage
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Chapter 6

Chapter 6 — The Last Three Minutes of a Ten Year Marriage

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

It seems that my good husband has also hidden many things from his little mistress. This play... It's getting more and more interesting. I looked at faces with all kinds of different emotions. Then slowly stand up.

“It seems like your family meeting still had a lot of inconsistent information.”

“I give you time.”

“Wait until the discussion is over…”

“Let my lawyer talk to you.”

I turned around and prepared to leave.

“Stop!”

Chu Nha Lan suddenly shouted loudly. She stood up. Stroll in front of me. At this moment, there was no longer any fake politeness on that face. Only disdain and undisguised arrogance remained.

“I don't care what agreement you and A Ngan had before.”

“But now Nguyet Nguyet is carrying the blood of our Co family.”

“You must get a divorce.”

She held a set of documents prepared on the tea table. Throw it straight down in front of me.

“This is the divorce agreement.”

“We will give you some money.”

“A mansion.”

“Enough so that you don't have to worry about food and clothing for the next half of your life.”

“Be human...don't be too greedy.”

She looked me up and down. His eyes were like giving alms to a beggar.

“Don't ruin my son's future because of money.”

“Don't ruin my grandchild's future either.”

“If not…”

“Our Co family has more than enough means to make you lose everything.”

“Leave empty-handed.”

Chu Nha Lan's words were like a cold knife stabbing straight into my heart. But I don't feel pain anymore. Just feel cold. Cold to the bone. This is the real purpose of tonight's meeting. Not reconciliation. Not guilty. It's seduction. It's a threat. Using the title of "head of the Co family" to force my legal wife to proactively give up her seat. I looked at her face full of "thinking for her son" expression. Suddenly I felt that Co Ngan's selfishness and ungratefulness were perfectly inherited from her mother. I didn't even glance at the divorce agreement. Just raise your head. Face her eyes. Then ask each word.

“What if I don't sign today?”

“Don't sign?”

Chu Nha Lan laughed coldly.

“So you should try it.”

“An orphan without a father or mother.”

“No family.”

“No support.”

“What are you doing against us, the Co family?”

“We can let A Ngan hide you for ten years.”

“It could also make you completely disappear from this city.”

Completely disappeared. What a gentle statement. But it sends shivers down one's spine. Only now do I understand. Why was Co Ngan able to maintain such a perfect lie for the past ten years? Because behind his back. There is a mother who understands how to hide things. Understand how to intimidate others. And also understand how to handle people who get in the way. I laughed. Laugh until your eyes sting. Even tears were about to come out. That laughter stunned everyone in the room.

“Do you really think that for the past ten years…”

“Am I just a housewife who knows how to cook rice and stew?”

The smile on my lips gradually disappeared. His eyes immediately became cold and sharp. I didn't look at her any more. But went straight in front of Co Kien Quan.

“You are a businessman.”

“So let's talk business Go."

I opened my bag. Take out two items. A red marriage registration book. A joint stock agreement in the name of the household has become slightly yellow over the years. I placed them on the tea table in front of Co Kien Quan. Gentle movements. But it was like two bombs were thrown into the middle of the living room.

“First.”

“This marriage certificate proves that Co Ngan and I are legal husband and wife recognized by law.”

“Anyone who intentionally interferes with our marriage is a third party.”

“Any stepchild born during the marriage.”

"None of them can be honest and truthful."

Bach Nguyet's face immediately turned pale. I don't look at her. But continue talking.

“This agreement was signed by me and Co Ngan from the first days of establishing the company.”

“It was written clearly on white paper and black ink.”

“Sixty percent of the shares are in Co Ngan's name.”

“Thirty percent is mine.”

My voice is not loud. But every sentence and every word was like a thunderclap resounding in the living room. Chu Nha Lan's face immediately changed. She rushed forward to grab the agreement. But I raised my hand to stop him.

“You are one of the founders of the company.”

“Real or fake?”

“Just look at it and you'll know right away.”

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