Chapter 26 — Three Weeks of Closure

“But I will not use the remaining half of my life as a reward for your late understanding.” This sentence left Luc Thua Binh completely speechless. When checking in, Ha Ninh's signature was very steady. Luc Thua Binh's hand holding the pen trembled several times. The staff reminded him to confirm the content. He glanced at Ha Ninh. Ha Ninh did not look at him. Her gaze stopped outside the window, seeming to have strode to a far away place. The last stroke of the pen falls. That six-year marriage officially ended on the pages of paper. As he walked out of the main hall, Luc Thua Binh said in a low voice. "In the future, if you need any help, you can come to me." Ha Ninh shook his head. "No need." "I have learned, if there is a problem, look for the law first, then look for evidence, and finally consider human love." Luc Thua Binh's face was pale. He knows this statement is not a step for him to step down. Which is her true boundary. Ha Ninh turned and walked away. Tham Ngoc Cam and Ha Minh Vien were waiting on the side of the road. Ha Minh Vien held her bag for her. Tham Ngoc Cam glanced at her. "What do you want to eat?" Ha Ninh thought for a moment. "Want to eat fish." Tham Ngoc Cam smiled. "Go home and mom will cook for you." Ha Ninh also smiled. She suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Luc Duc Hai often said that no matter how good a woman's career is, it is not as good as a warm family. Now she understands. True peace is not achieved by patience. It's to prevent those who are not allowed to enter from standing outside the door. Half a month later, Ha Ninh was officially transferred to the city's key nursing project team. The new office is located in the east building of the hospital. Outside the window can be seen a row of ginkgo trees. Ms. Tran handed her the project documents. "It's going to be very busy in the near future." Ha Ninh accepted. "I'm not afraid of being busy." What she was afraid of was never hardship. But after so much hardship, others take it for granted. During lunch break, she received a photo sent by Tham Ngoc Cam. The remade trophy has been delivered. On the pedestal, her name was once again engraved. Ha Ninh looked at the photo, her eyes stinging. She put down the phone and continued to open the medical records. Light sunlight falls on the pages. Every letter is clear and bright. Her life was finally completely in her own hands.