Chapter 3 — There Is Light At The End Of The Road

Luc Triet and I's newlywed house was bought by my parents with all the money, and the ownership certificate is in my name alone. At that time, Luc Triet said that he was a man and could not take advantage of me. He also insisted that my name must be written on the house book. My parents found him responsible and were full of praise. Now that I think about it, I think it's funny. It's not that he doesn't want to take advantage. But I want to use that method to make me more sympathetic to him. I use my fingerprint to open the door. The lights at the entrance immediately turned on. The living room was dark, but the strong smell of cigarette smoke permeated everywhere. There is a figure sitting on the sofa. I didn't even need to turn on the light to know who it was. Hearing the door open, he immediately jumped up.

"Tham Du? Do you still know the way back?"

His voice was hoarse, carrying a tired look after a drunken night. I didn't bother paying attention, went straight into the living room and turned on all the lights. Under the dazzling light, his struggling appearance was clearly visible. The wrinkled white suit was thrown on the floor, the tie was pulled askew, the hair was messy, and the dark circles under the eyes were dark. On the tea table, several wine bottles were scattered everywhere. His eyes were bloodshot, step by step moving towards me.

"Why did you have to do that? Why did you destroy me right at the wedding, in front of so many people?"

There was not the slightest bit of guilt in that voice. Just questions. I looked at him and suddenly found the man in front of me extremely strange. Is this really the person I've loved for three years?

"Destroy me?" I calmly asked back. "Luc Triet, who destroyed whom?"

"Did I force you to register your marriage with To Van?"

"Or should I force you to prepare for the wedding with me while at the same time having a concubine relationship with her behind my back?"

Luc Triet was speechless when I asked him. He angrily ruffled his hair, his tone softened.

"Du Du, listen to my explanation first. Me and Van Van... we're really helpless."

How intimate is the call?

"I don't want to hear it." I interrupted him. "I didn't come back today to listen to your explanation."

I dragged a suitcase into the house from the entrance.

"I'm going home to pack my things."

After saying that, I didn't look at him again and went straight to the bedroom. Luc Triet immediately followed behind, holding my arm tightly.

"Tham Du! Do you have to do everything to this extent?"

"Is our three years of love not worth a penny?"

"Can't you give me one more chance?"

I pushed his hand away and turned my head to look straight into his eyes.

"Opportunity? Luc Triet, from the moment you and To Van entered the Civil Affairs Department, you no longer have the right to mention the word 'opportunity' in front of me."

"What about three years of love..."

I smiled. But the smile never reached the bottom of his eyes.

"From today..."

"Everything seems to have gone up in smoke."

I opened the wardrobe, started taking each of my clothes and put them in my suitcase. The handbags he gave me, the couple shirts I bought for him, everything related to him, I threw them all on the floor. Luc Triet looked at my every decisive move, his eyes getting redder and redder. Suddenly he rushed forward and hugged me tightly from behind.

"Du Du, don't be like that, I'm scared."

His voice choked She looked like she was about to cry, her whole body trembling slightly.

"I love you. The person I love from beginning to end is always you. I was forced to register my marriage with Van Van. She... she was seriously ill, the doctor said she wouldn't live much longer. Her only wish was to become my wife. I was only temporarily soft-hearted..."

That explanation... Exactly like the dog blood details I've read in countless novels. Even exposing him... I'm lazy. I used my strength to remove his arms.

"Luc Triet, put away that disgusting drama of yours."

"Do you really love me or do you love the path that my parents have paved for you? In your heart, you understand better than anyone else."

"Don't worry, To Van won't die."

"People who live without virtue often live very long lives."

My words are like a blade. Completely ripped off his camouflage mask. Luc Triet's face immediately became distorted and fierce.

"Tham Du! Since when did you become so foul-mouthed?"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At that moment, there was suddenly a series of knocks outside the door. Immediately followed by a woman's soft but impatient voice.

"Ah Triet? Are you in there? Open the door!"

"I heard that Ms. Tham Du is back. Stop arguing, you two, just calmly talk about anything..."

She really dared to come. Luc Triet's expression changed slightly and he instinctively tried to open the door. But I was one step faster than him, walked to the door and forcefully pulled it open. Outside, To Van wore a white dress, her hair was still damp, her face was still streaked with tears, looking pitifully fragile and weak. As soon as she saw me, she immediately cowered and timidly called out:

"Miss Tham Du..."

I stood right in front of the door, coldly looking at her.

"Who is your sister?"

"Also, who allowed you to come here?"

To Van's tears flowed even more intensely.

"I... I'm worried about Triet, I also want to explain to you..."

"Explain?" I interrupted her. "Explain how you two sneaked behind my back, or explain how you two planned to both spend my money and register your marriage?"

My eyes glanced over her shoulder, looking not far away. In the dark corner of the hallway... It seems there is another person. The figure moved slightly, as if trying to avoid it. But I saw clearly. That is Luc Triet's mother. In her hand she also carried a thermos. To bring a loving dinner to my beloved son and my "new daughter-in-law". What a great play. Suddenly I feel... Continuing to hang around with these people will only lower my value. I turned around, not bothering to pay attention to the two people standing outside the door anymore. I took out two marriage certificates from the suitcase. Then threw it straight into Luc Triet's face.

"Luc Triet, bring your new wife and your mother..."

"Get out of my house."

"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, my lawyer will contact you."

"And we..."

"See you in court."