Chapter 5 — There is no fake divorce in this world

No wonder I've been so frugal lately. It turns out I still didn't know that your company had overcome difficulties. He remembered my eyes when he looked at the bag that day, remembered the harsh words he said that day. It turns out that without realizing it, he also became one of the people who was wary of me. Giang Duat Bach remembered the two thousand yuan he transferred to me. In my eyes, that was definitely ridiculous. A second ago he had just bought someone else such an expensive bag, but when he returned home, even if it was to buy things for his child, he could only bear to give out two thousand yuan. Giang Duat Bach's legs were soft. He bought a ticket for the nearest flight to my hometown, rushed out the door, and ran towards the airport. While breathing heavily while sitting on the night flight, his heart could not be quiet like the night outside. He doesn't remember the way to my house. Before we got married, he came several times. After getting married, my parents moved, and he always said he was busy with work so he never came. Giang Duc Bach kept going through our conversation history on the plane. You remember I mentioned the address to you before. But flipping for a moment, the chat history quickly reached its starting point. Only then did he realize that his phone had been broken not long ago and had just changed to a new one. Because he felt inconvenienced, he did not transfer the message history on his personal account to this phone. The conversation between me and him on the phone only contained content from the last few months. Giang Duat Bach wants to call someone to bring the old phone. But the plane had already taken off, there was no time left. Like the relationship between me and him, it has long been beyond repair. 8 After returning home, thanks to my parents' help, taking care of my children became much easier. The company also paid the unpaid wages for several months. I easily applied for a position to work in my hometown. Last night was a week since I returned home. I suddenly really wanted to eat dumplings from a store. Therefore, today I intentionally woke up early to go out to buy. When I carried a large basket of xiaolong dumplings, some tea eggs and a few cups of soy milk home, I met Jiang Yuatbai at the door. His hair is a bit messy, and his face has a haggard look. I don't know how you found my house. Seeing me, he opened his mouth to speak, but I spoke first. "After the consideration period is over, I will of course go to receive the divorce certificate. What are you doing here now?" He cleared his throat, his voice hoarse. "Sorry, I forgot to tell you that the company has turned around capital." I nodded indifferently. "Now I know, you can go." I wanted to pass him to enter the house, but he stubbornly blocked my face. "We're still just divorced. Fake kiss, right?" I looked at him coldly. "I told you, there is no fake divorce in this world." Giang Duat Bach's red eyes sparkled with tears. "But the child is still so young, are you cruel enough to leave her without a father right now?" I couldn't help but laugh mockingly. "She had a father before, but what was the use?" "Not only did he buy the wrong milk, he even kicked her out of the house in the middle of the night." "A father like that." So, I don't think she wants one either." The person in front of me cried and regretted. "I was not good before, I will change." "Can you give me a chance? I guarantee that I will be a responsible father." Seeing that I didn't come back from buying breakfast, my parents carried the child out. "Come on, let's go find mom～" The two people's smiling faces immediately turned cold when they saw Giang Duat Bach. My father immediately turned around and carried the child back inside. My mother came out and stood next to me

I, full of hatred, looked at Giang Duat Bach. "What are you doing here? Are you coming to make others nauseous?" "I tell you, our whole family is living very well now! Our family could live better without you!" Tears flowed down Giang Duat Bach's face. "Mom, I'm sorry..." "Don't call me mom! I can't accept it." Mom coldly held my hand and led me back into the house. After finishing breakfast, Giang Duat Bach still stubbornly stood outside the door. My father couldn't bear to watch anymore and tried to use a broom to chase people away. I held his hand back and shook my head. "Okay, don't hit him. Let me go out and talk to him clearly." Giang Duat Bach saw me walking out, and a ray of light immediately appeared in his gloomy eyes. I went ahead and led the way, taking him to a coffee shop. "If you have anything else, just say it here." Giang Duat Bach looked at me. "You really don't want me to go home?" I took a sip of coffee and nodded. "Yes, I want a divorce." The man was somewhat panicked. "If you don't like swimming, we won't buy that house anymore. Can't we get a divorce?" I lowered my eyes and played with my phone. "No." Giang Duat Bach didn't say anything more. It's just that in the remaining half a month of considering the divorce, he moved the company's work online and rented a house near my house.