Chapter 1 — Three years with the Crown Prince

Stayed with the Crown Prince for 3 years, giving birth to 2 children. When the day he offered a price of 10 billion to break up, I didn't even hear it and took the money and disappeared. Only later did I realize that that money was not a breakup fee. I gently kissed my child's forehead. "I'll tell you when I'm happier." The moment the plane soared into the clouds, I closed my eyes. It's been three years. Three years with that man, giving birth to two children, living in his villa, driving his car, spending with his black card. But... I've never stepped foot in his master bedroom. Never heard him introduce to anyone: "This is my wife." Even the 10 billion parting money, he only asked a lawyer to convey it. I don't even bother to listen to it all. Sign. Receive money. Disappear. I thought that was the end of the story. Later I found out... The day I left, he got angry and smashed the whole office. Only later did I know... that 10 billion was not parting money. It's the only way you can keep me. The day Chu Nghien Bach said he would give me 10 billion, I was making milk for my daughter. The lawyer sat neatly on the living room sofa, dressed neatly in a suit, a briefcase placed squarely next to him. "Miss Khuong, what General Manager Chu means is that the two children will be raised by you. 10 billion in cash will be transferred to your account at once. Within three days, you need to move out of the villa and sign this confidentiality agreement."I didn't raise my head. Three tablespoons of milk. The water is forty-five degrees. Shaken. The girl was lying in the stroller crying. The boy sat on the living room sofa, attentively arranging bricks. "Miss Khuong?" "I heard." "So this agreement..." "No need to see." I stuffed the milk bottle into my daughter's mouth and then looked up. "Just need 10 billion in the account, I will move out tonight." The lawyer was stunned. He probably prepared three hours of negotiating words, but it only took me less than a minute. "General Manager Chu also said, if you are not satisfied with the amount..." "I am satisfied." "Regarding child custody..." "I will take the children." "General Manager Chu means that every month he wants to visit..." "Okay." The lawyer opened his mouth to say something and then stopped. I picked up my daughter and stood up. "Is there anything else?" "General Manager Chu asked... do you have anything to leave him?" I thought for a moment. "No." That afternoon, it only took me two hours to pack my luggage. Three years ago, when I entered this villa, I brought two suitcases. Three years later, when I left... Still just two suitcases. The extra things are just the two children's things. The nanny folded clothes with red eyes. "Miss Khuong... you and General Manager Chu really..." "Don't call me Ms. Khuong anymore." "So call me..." "Just call me Khuong Van." I put my son's puzzle in my bag. "'Miss Khuong' is what outsiders call me." The nanny didn't understand. But she didn't dare ask. Seven o'clock in the evening. The driver drove to the front door. I put my son in a safety chair and carried my daughter in front of my chest. The phone suddenly vibrated. Chu Nghien Bach texted. "Have you signed the agreement?" "I have signed." He continued texting. "Have you received 10 billion yet?" I looked at the bank message. A bank transfer with a series of zeros after it. "Received." "Then you can go." I didn't answer anymore. When the car left the villa area, my son suddenly asked: "Mom... does dad's house not need us anymore?" I hugged him. "It means we don't need dad's house anymore." "Why?" "Because you're tired." I'm too young to understand what it means to be tired. But I know your eyes are red. So obediently kept quiet. Through the rearview mirror, the villa's lights were still on. Perhaps Chu Nghien Bach is still in the office. He's always there. Three years of living together. The number of times he entered my room... I can count it on the fingers of one hand. And every time I come in... It's all because of me.

Are not. It must be said... To "make" a child. The first time... It was because his mother forced him. The old lady of the Chu family hugged the family tree and cried, saying that the Chu family had three generations of single family and could not be extinct. Chu Nghien Bach coldly knocked on my door. "Khuong Van, give me a child. I'll give you 100 million."At that time, I had just graduated from university. So poor that you can't even pay rent. 100 million. Even if I worked for three generations, I still wouldn't be able to earn it. I agree. One night later… I was pregnant. Gave birth to a son. The old lady of the Chu family happily boasted everywhere. But she boasted: "Just like the Chu family." She never mentioned "daughter-in-law." The second time... The old lady wanted to have more grandchildren. She said one child is not enough. There must be two. Chu Nghien Bach came again. This time he didn't talk about money. Just say four words. "Give birth to another child." I also did not refuse. Because I realized... Living in this villa, I don't have to worry about clothes, and I have 500 thousand in pocket money every month. It's still better than going out and struggling. The day his daughter was born... Chu Nghien Bach did not go to the hospital. The old lady surnamed Chu looked at her grandchild and said: "It's okay to be a girl." After saying that, she left. In the delivery room. I signed the discharge papers myself. Then I understood... This life cannot continue anymore. It's not because you don't love me. But... I'm lazy even if I pretend. The third day after leaving the villa, I took my two children to stay at a hotel in Sanya. 10 billion has been deposited into the account. I'm not in a hurry to buy a house. First you have to think about how you will live in the future. The boy struggled in the swimming pool. My daughter slept soundly in her stroller. I lay on the couch, holding my phone and surfing WeChat. Chu Nghien Bach's assistant just posted a status line: "General Director Chu is in a very bad mood today. Everyone take care of yourself." The attached photo is an office filled with broken pieces of a tea cup. I conveniently clicked like. Three seconds later. Post deleted. Right after that, Chu Nghien Bach sent a text message.