Chapter 2 — There is no fake divorce in this world

"Don't worry, during the time you two get a fake divorce, I will help you keep a close eye on him." I pushed her hand away and looked coldly at Giang Duat Bach. "I have one more thing." Giang Duat Bach stared at me, frowning. "Isn't it already said? Have you changed your mind? Do you know that if this continues, that house may be sold?" "Don't you like swimming? That house has a swimming pool." I looked at my husband. in terms of my law, I just feel extremely strange in my heart. We have been married for five years, and even have children. But he can't remember my preferences. After a long silence, I smiled mockingly. "Giang Duat Bach, I don't know how to swim." Tham Nghi Ninh walked up to Giang Duat Bach, pretended to be angry and pinched his arm. "Oh, I like swimming! How can you remember this wrong?" Tham Nghi Ninh turned around to look at me. "Don't be angry. If you have anything else, just say it, I will definitely tell him to agree with you!" Look at the two of them living together so naturally. So, on the contrary, it makes me even more like an outsider. I took a deep breath, turned around, suppressed the emotions constantly rolling in my heart. "Let me do the divorce agreement." "Other than that, the plan to register for divorce tomorrow remains unchanged." As soon as I finished speaking, I woke up. The girl looked towards Giang Duat Bach, excitedly waving her arms and legs. Just as Jiang Duat Bach was about to step forward, Tham Nghi Ninh pulled his sleeve. "It's not early anymore, I should go home." Giang Duat Bach did not turn around but immediately turned around. "Okay, I'll take you home." 4After they left, I played with my child for a while then sat next to him and started packing my luggage. Big and small bags are packed almost entirely with children's belongings. The things that belong to me in this house I have lived in for five years cannot even fill a twenty-four inch suitcase. Late at night, Giang Duat Bach returned. Tham Nghi Ninh loudly said that he had to go home and followed him back. She smiled shyly at me. "There's no one in my house today, I'm scared to be alone so..." I didn't respond, turned around and continued packing my things. The divorce agreement was placed on the tea table, I signed it. As soon as Giang Duat Bach sat down and was about to write, Tham Nghi Ninh quickly stopped him. "You should still take a look first." While Giang Duat Bach looked at the agreement, I pushed each piece of packed luggage out the door. Seeing the agreement to divide all assets in half, Jiang Duat Bach raised his head coldly. Looking at the luggage outside the door, anger welled up in his eyes. "If you don't want a fake divorce, just say so. Why do you need to do these things to force me?" "I'm not forcing you." "You just edited the divorce agreement and packed your luggage, so aren't you forcing me? Do you really want a divorce?" The child who had just been put to sleep was woken up by a noise and immediately cried loudly. I held my child and coaxed him nonstop, not having time to answer him. "It's time for her to drink milk, go make it." Giang Duat Bach glanced at his child, stood up and walked to the door, his attitude cold to the extreme. He opened the door, threw my carefully packed luggage out. "Don't you want to go? Then get out now." The child was scared and cried even louder. Giang Duat Bach frowned. "Let's go. Noise." He turned his head and pushed me out, holding the child. Looking at the door slamming shut in front of me, I finally determined that Giang Duat Bach, the person who said he would treat me well all his life, had died. I didn't have time to be sad, I comforted my child and slowly pulled each piece of luggage out. At the same time, I also had to use my phone to find the nearest hotel. When I bowed my head to pick things up again, I suddenly had a feeling in my heart

unusual so turn around. My parents stood red-eyed not far away. They raised their hands to wipe away their tears and then hurriedly ran over. On the way to the hotel, my father held the baby, my mother held my hand. No one said anything. But the hands that occasionally wiped the corners of their eyes still revealed everything. After arriving at the hotel, Giang Duat Bach made countless phone calls and sent countless text messages. 【The milk is ready, where are you?】 【In the middle of the night you took your child to play missing, are you still responsible?】 【Tan Giai Nhuan, you're already a mother, can you be a little more mature?】 It was you who kicked me out in the middle of the night, in the end the person who had no responsibility became me. A mocking laugh appeared in my heart. Things have come to this point, I'm too lazy to tell you more. After arranging everything, I only answered him one question: 【Tomorrow at three o'clock to register for divorce, don't be late.】 The next afternoon. In front of the door of the Civil Affairs Department, Giang Duat Bach arrived early. Seeing that my hands were empty, he was the first to break the silence. "Where did you go last night? Where is the child?" As I went inside, I calmly replied: "Someone is watching." The divorce registration procedure was over. Giang Duat Bach called me over. "I have urgent work to do. I have to go back to the company. I'll be home later." Looking at my dark blue eye circles, his voice softened.