Chapter 3 — What you don't keep, others will appreciate

After that, I don't care anymore. She has her life, I have mine. After all, many years have passed. When I was young, I was naive and always considered love as everything. Being betrayed once made me feel like the whole world turned its back on me. My parents and I once attended Tong Nhiem's wedding together. During the ceremony, she always avoided my eyes, not daring to look straight. I know, she feels sorry for me. But really, she doesn't need to feel guilty. It was me who didn't know my strength, thinking that there would be a prince willing to give up the princess to be with the ugly duckling. I was too naive, too foolish, thinking that even though I was a normal person, I still had lovable points, and there would still be people who would stop for me. 9 I became an unpaid nanny for Giang Ky. Whatever he wants to eat, I just need a phone call and I can immediately cook it. He said the house was dirty, so I immediately brought cleaning tools to clean it for him. The more I followed his wishes, the more sorry I felt for Tran Nac. The more I felt guilty, the better I treated Tran Nac, almost taking care of everything for him. And then Giang Ky became even more powerful, ordering me all sorts of things. Malignant vicious cycle. I feel like a string stretched to the limit, not knowing when it will break. One day, Tran Nac suddenly called me happily, saying that he had received a salary increase. An increase of 4,000 yuan. He has worked at this large company for several years, this increase really surprises people. "I thought I wouldn't get a raise this time. Who would have thought that I would get so much! It's all thanks to Director Giang's help. Due Due, I want to invite Director Giang to a meal to thank him properly." I swallowed the bitter taste, forced a smile and replied: "Okay, ask him what he wants to eat, I'll prepare it first." The next second, I received a menu text message from Giang Ky. All dishes are difficult and complicated to make. Tran Nac cheered on the other end of the line: "I asked, Director Giang says whatever he says, he's not picky about eating. We've eaten with him a few times before, he seems really easy-going." No – it's just the dishes he doesn't eat that I've never cooked. “Good, then choose a date and let me know.” “Wait a minute, let me ask.” The phone was silent for a few seconds, then Tran Nac said: "Director Giang said he's free today." “Today is a bit difficult…” I was a bit awkward, “You know, I ordered an air conditioner a few days ago and made an appointment for a technician to come install it today.” My house is about half an hour's drive from Tran Nac's house. With the extra time to go to the market, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it. Tran Nac also hesitated: "But director Giang is very busy, if we invite, we have to follow his schedule." He thought for a moment, then suddenly suggested: "How about we go to your house? While the technician installs the air conditioner, you can take advantage of the time to cook, so you don't waste time?" The words of refusal that came to my mouth were swallowed back by me. I held the phone tightly, nodded and said: "Okay." 10 Giang Ky has asked me many times - some openly, some secretly - about where I live. In the past, when I went to his house to clean, he offered to take me home many times. But every time I refused. Looking back now, those actions of trying to draw a line seem to have no meaning at all. Giang Ky is that type of person - whatever he wants to know, he must know by all means. Not This time will also be the next time. I felt like Sun Wukong under Buddha's hands, no matter how much I jumped, I couldn't escape his five fingers. He doesn't want to see me happy, so the only way to solve it seems to be - break up with Tran Noc. I looked at the pile of cooking ingredients piled up in the kitchen and quietly started preparing. I don't want to break up with Tran Nac. He is a good person, although a bit dry, but has never been mean to me. With him, there may not be many surprises, but at least life is stable. I'm not a person with many choices, nor am I young anymore. If I miss Tran Nac, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a good man like him again. Maybe we just need to endure a few more years. Big company has high pressure, Tran Nac cannot stay for the rest of his life. Wait until he earns enough money and changes jobs, then he and I will live peacefully together. It's just that there's always a voice in my heart that's constantly stirring up insecurity, whispering to me: "Will that day... really come?" 11 The doorbell rang, I dried my hands and opened the door. Outside the door there was only Giang Ky. “So surprised?” Giang Ky curled his lips and smiled, "Tran Nac was lining up to buy sweet roasted duck. Seeing that it was hot, he gave me the address and told me to go first." He didn't bother to pay attention to my hesitation, calmly walked into the house, changed his slippers, and looked around: "The decoration is quite cozy." "I'll pour you some water, please sit down for now." He came so suddenly, I didn't have time to lock the bedroom and office doors. But Giang Ky had no sense of a guest, walking decisively, straight towards my bedroom. “Jiang Ky!” I quickly walked over, blocked in front of him, looked straight at him angrily, "Don't be too harsh!" His dark eyes fell on me: "Where am I too much? "Just wanting to see your house for a little bit, is that too much? "When I helped Tran Nac raise his salary, why didn't you say I was too much? "You know how the economic situation is these days, the company is always cutting staff. With Tran Nac's ability, next time he may be on the firing list." He raised his hand and gently stroked my cheek. Perhaps I was possessed by a ghost, but I felt that movement had a lingering gentleness. “Don't you really like him? For him, anything can be done? Giang Ky bent down, leaned close to my ear and whispered like a devil: "Are you really... willing to do anything?" I took a shaky step back. “Good.” Giang Ky satisfiedly patted my head, then went straight to the bedroom. He didn't simply glance. He opened the wardrobe and carefully selected: "Can't you buy clothes of a little better quality?" He pulled the bedside drawer, took out a box of ultra-thin condoms, looked at me with half-smiling, half-mocking eyes: "Tran Nac's size, using this... aren't you afraid of it slipping off?" He picked up my pillow, brought it up to smell it, a look of comfort flashed across his eyes: "I've been meaning to ask for a long time, what brand of shampoo and shower gel do you use? The smell is quite pleasant.” A sharp, needle-like tingling feeling ran through my body, making me numb. I wanted to run, but my legs felt like they were rooted and I could only stand there helplessly. Seeing Giang Ky with my own eyes completely broke my privacy. “You wear underwear of this color, Tran Nac Are you really interested?" Giang Ky picked up a leather-colored one, his fingers slowly caressed it, his smile full of malice: "Don't you recognize it? Tran Nac likes a lot of hotgirls' posts wearing fishnet stockings and being bold and sexy." My hand beside me was shaking, I wanted to slap him in the face regardless of everything. At that moment, a noise rang out outside the door. Tran Nac carried a sweet roasted duck in his hand, changed his shoes and called out: "Due Due, I'm home." Has Director Giang arrived yet? Why don't you close the door?