6 a.m. Minerva prepares clothes to go to the mall with Waldo Martins. She chose a simple outfit that is easy to move, and her bag only carries a few essential items. After getting ready, she looked at the big empty bed he didn't come home last night. Last night, although it was late, she still held the phone in her hand and hesitated forever to call him. She was afraid of disturbing him while he was working, so she had to stop. Today, by the way, she intends to stop by the company to visit him for a while, so it won't be a problem. Looking at the clock, it was almost time for the appointment. Minerva took her bag and walked downstairs. As soon as she saw her come down from upstairs, Laura hastily said: "Where are you going?" She nodded. "I have an appointment with a friend today. You stay at home to clean the house, I'll be gone for a while and then come back." "Yes. I know." Laura replied. Minerva smiled and left the house. As soon as she stepped out of the gate, she
7:30 am. The World group. In front of the company's lobby, employees were bustling in and out, many passersby all prepared for the reception of investors. From early morning, Andrew was at the company to direct everything. This investor is so important and influential that the reception cannot go wrong. "Director Andrew, the flowers you order has been delivered." "Call the staff to decorate the meeting room. You go to the human resources room, ask the head of the department to check the staff." "Yes, I know." "Prepare well, I don't want problems." "I will try." Secretary John replied. He nodded and turned his back to return to the office when Secretary Hai suddenly said: "Director Andrew, someone wants to see you. Currently waiting in the conference room." "Who is?" "It's the customer who came to the company the other day." He was silent and did not answer. The guest that secretary John mentioned the other day was his father. He didn't need to ask why he knew why his fathe
Done, Charmaine walks into Andrew's office. Just arrived at the door. Charmaine knocked on the door. Waiting for his permission, Charmaine entered... "You want a quick divorce from Minerva, I can help you." Those words entered his ears causing him to turn back. His face darkened, his bloodshot eyes showed a few angry red stripes: "If you even think about playing harm on her, I won't leave you alone." "Is this a threat?" Charmaine said. Charmaine smiled and took a few steps closer to him and raised her hand to help him fix his tie. In a gentle voice, Charmaine said: "I really want to help you, the longer this goes on, the harder it gets, isn't it?"He frowned at Charmaine in confusion. "What do you mean by that?" Charmaine remained silent. Right behind him now, Charmaine saw Minerva walking towards them. She smiled without saying anything, Charmaine stood on tiptoe and pulled him closer to her neck and kissed him on the lips. Her sudden action made him unable to react.
She was extremely confused, her headache, her limbs had no strength but still managed to get up. The only thing she cares about now is the baby, the wounds on her body because of vigorous exercise but bleeding still do not concern her. Waldo came in from the outside with a bag of food in hand. Seeing that she had calmed down, she tried to sit up while still injured. He quickly put his things to the side and ran to help her sit up. “You just had an accident, the wound hasn't healed yet. Do not move vigorously.” She ignored his reminders. His hands clasped his hands tightly, his eyes were red with tears. “Waldo... Where's mine... Why can't I feel anything when I touch my stomach? Is there something wrong with my child?" He responded to her with an affectionate smile, gently placing a pillow behind his back for her to lean on. “You are not feeling well. You have to eat well to recover.” He still smiles. Walking to the table, he took out a bowl of hot porridge, pulled a cha
Suddenly, the door of the room suddenly opened and his father came in from the outside. His father walked over to the chair and sat down across from him. It seems that his father doesn't care about the look on his face right now. "How did you deal with your divorce?" He clenched his fists tightly and looked at his father with cold eyes. “Didn't I tell you to wait? I know how to handle my own affairs.” His father leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms over his chest and sighed. “I don't see You being aggressive about the divorce. You should remember I'm not a patient person, can't wait long." He just listened, didn't respond. The large hand soon clenched into a fist. "After all, it's just a girl, if you don't marry one person, you will marry another. Now there is no shortage of women, as long as you want to, there will definitely be someone better than Minerva.” His father laughed proudly at what him said. The pain in his heart has not yet subsided, and now someone h
"I set you free." After saying those words, she smiled at him. Obviously trying to hide the pain, but his eyes were the exact opposite. Her black face at this time was deeply sad, her eyelids were swollen from crying a lot. To say these words, she must have mustered up all her courage. Maybe he didn't know how she felt when she heard the news that her son had died. At that time, she seemed to be dumbfounded, her mind spinning, thinking only of following her child. She felt like a failure with herself. The child she carried in her womb but could not protect. Waking up from a long coma, she curled up on the bed motionless. She cried so much that she couldn't breathe, her heart hurt so much it almost stopped beating. From the bottom of her soul, she felt extremely empty. She was unable to fulfill her motherhood. The pain that had just subsided not long ago, once again flared up when she saw him. The marriage of two people started from one side. When he was concerned, worri
In the afternoon. Minerva sat on the hospital bed, her eyes on the window, watching the sunset outside. Right now she only felt an empty space, not only in her heart but also in the place where her child had grown. Minerva put her hand on her stomach, her eyelids drooping and choking: “I'm sorry! Sorry for not protecting You. Sorry for not fulfilling my responsibilities as a mother. I'm sorry!" She clutched her stomach tightly. The pain of losing a child was still there, still clinging to her. She should have been more careful, should have protected the baby better, things wouldn't have happened this way. She blamed herself for being stupid and weak for not doing anything good. She really is a useless person. Tears rolled down her cheeks, her eyes were red and swollen, her hands still clutching her stomach. Even she herself can't comfort herself at this time, so how can she lift her spirits? “Stop blaming yourself. It's not all your fault." A man's low voice broke the
Leaving the people's court, Andrew drove to the nursing home to meet his mother. Now he has no mind for work, coming home to an empty house just feels bored. He needed a place to express his feelings. After more than 30 minutes on the road, the car stopped in front of Hanh Phuc nursing home. Parked the car in the parking lot, he brought the fruit basket prepared to go inside. Prevention 357. The creaking sound of rusty hinges resounded. His mother sat across from the window, staring blankly into the distance. Standing at the door looking at his mother, almost every time he came here, he saw this scene. He didn't understand what was so interesting about the big bleak blue sky out there that his mother liked to look at it like that. Whether it was sunrise or sunset, his mother always liked to watch it intently. Although he wondered in his heart, he never once asked his mother the reason. He approached his mother, gently placed the fruit basket on the table and asked: “Why a
Minerva took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air, and returned to her room to pack her clothes. On the table there are two plane tickets to Vietnam that have been prepared in advance. To make this decision, she had to think carefully. Life here is really good, but New York is not a place where she can thrive. Returning to Vietnam, she will have more opportunities here, partly because of the congruence in the language, partly because she wants to spend more time taking care of her children. “Mom!” From the outside, the voice of a child resounded inside. The door to the room opened, and a boy about 5 or 6 years old rushed in and hugged his leg. The child looked at his mother and whined. “Mom, I folded all my clothes. Mom let me play." She stopped and hugged Harold in her arms and said: “Harold is very good. Let's just go play." She lightly kissed Harold's cheek then sat Harold down on the bed and continued to arrange the things. Harold obediently did not disturb her, but took o
Seven years later. 7:30 p.m. The World group. Outside in the hustle and bustle, reporters gathered in groups of people, the sound of cameras resounded non-stop. All lights are focused on the company gate. After seven years of starting to build the project, The World group and its partner DCT were finally successful and put into use. But today's main character is not Andrew but Deputy Director Jay. Currently, Andrew is managing the company in the branch, such a successful project is all thanks to Jay's efforts. Such an important day certainly Andrew cannot be absent. He bought a congratulatory gift for the company to put in the office and then went to the party with everyone. There are many important partners today, so Jay is quite busy. He had to wait a long time before he had a chance to talk to Jay privately. The two walked to an empty place, he was the first to speak: "Congratulations! This project is really excellent.” Jay laughs. “You don't have to compliment. This project
Leaving the people's court, Andrew drove to the nursing home to meet his mother. Now he has no mind for work, coming home to an empty house just feels bored. He needed a place to express his feelings. After more than 30 minutes on the road, the car stopped in front of Hanh Phuc nursing home. Parked the car in the parking lot, he brought the fruit basket prepared to go inside. Prevention 357. The creaking sound of rusty hinges resounded. His mother sat across from the window, staring blankly into the distance. Standing at the door looking at his mother, almost every time he came here, he saw this scene. He didn't understand what was so interesting about the big bleak blue sky out there that his mother liked to look at it like that. Whether it was sunrise or sunset, his mother always liked to watch it intently. Although he wondered in his heart, he never once asked his mother the reason. He approached his mother, gently placed the fruit basket on the table and asked: “Why a
In the afternoon. Minerva sat on the hospital bed, her eyes on the window, watching the sunset outside. Right now she only felt an empty space, not only in her heart but also in the place where her child had grown. Minerva put her hand on her stomach, her eyelids drooping and choking: “I'm sorry! Sorry for not protecting You. Sorry for not fulfilling my responsibilities as a mother. I'm sorry!" She clutched her stomach tightly. The pain of losing a child was still there, still clinging to her. She should have been more careful, should have protected the baby better, things wouldn't have happened this way. She blamed herself for being stupid and weak for not doing anything good. She really is a useless person. Tears rolled down her cheeks, her eyes were red and swollen, her hands still clutching her stomach. Even she herself can't comfort herself at this time, so how can she lift her spirits? “Stop blaming yourself. It's not all your fault." A man's low voice broke the
"I set you free." After saying those words, she smiled at him. Obviously trying to hide the pain, but his eyes were the exact opposite. Her black face at this time was deeply sad, her eyelids were swollen from crying a lot. To say these words, she must have mustered up all her courage. Maybe he didn't know how she felt when she heard the news that her son had died. At that time, she seemed to be dumbfounded, her mind spinning, thinking only of following her child. She felt like a failure with herself. The child she carried in her womb but could not protect. Waking up from a long coma, she curled up on the bed motionless. She cried so much that she couldn't breathe, her heart hurt so much it almost stopped beating. From the bottom of her soul, she felt extremely empty. She was unable to fulfill her motherhood. The pain that had just subsided not long ago, once again flared up when she saw him. The marriage of two people started from one side. When he was concerned, worri
Suddenly, the door of the room suddenly opened and his father came in from the outside. His father walked over to the chair and sat down across from him. It seems that his father doesn't care about the look on his face right now. "How did you deal with your divorce?" He clenched his fists tightly and looked at his father with cold eyes. “Didn't I tell you to wait? I know how to handle my own affairs.” His father leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms over his chest and sighed. “I don't see You being aggressive about the divorce. You should remember I'm not a patient person, can't wait long." He just listened, didn't respond. The large hand soon clenched into a fist. "After all, it's just a girl, if you don't marry one person, you will marry another. Now there is no shortage of women, as long as you want to, there will definitely be someone better than Minerva.” His father laughed proudly at what him said. The pain in his heart has not yet subsided, and now someone h
She was extremely confused, her headache, her limbs had no strength but still managed to get up. The only thing she cares about now is the baby, the wounds on her body because of vigorous exercise but bleeding still do not concern her. Waldo came in from the outside with a bag of food in hand. Seeing that she had calmed down, she tried to sit up while still injured. He quickly put his things to the side and ran to help her sit up. “You just had an accident, the wound hasn't healed yet. Do not move vigorously.” She ignored his reminders. His hands clasped his hands tightly, his eyes were red with tears. “Waldo... Where's mine... Why can't I feel anything when I touch my stomach? Is there something wrong with my child?" He responded to her with an affectionate smile, gently placing a pillow behind his back for her to lean on. “You are not feeling well. You have to eat well to recover.” He still smiles. Walking to the table, he took out a bowl of hot porridge, pulled a cha
Done, Charmaine walks into Andrew's office. Just arrived at the door. Charmaine knocked on the door. Waiting for his permission, Charmaine entered... "You want a quick divorce from Minerva, I can help you." Those words entered his ears causing him to turn back. His face darkened, his bloodshot eyes showed a few angry red stripes: "If you even think about playing harm on her, I won't leave you alone." "Is this a threat?" Charmaine said. Charmaine smiled and took a few steps closer to him and raised her hand to help him fix his tie. In a gentle voice, Charmaine said: "I really want to help you, the longer this goes on, the harder it gets, isn't it?"He frowned at Charmaine in confusion. "What do you mean by that?" Charmaine remained silent. Right behind him now, Charmaine saw Minerva walking towards them. She smiled without saying anything, Charmaine stood on tiptoe and pulled him closer to her neck and kissed him on the lips. Her sudden action made him unable to react.
7:30 am. The World group. In front of the company's lobby, employees were bustling in and out, many passersby all prepared for the reception of investors. From early morning, Andrew was at the company to direct everything. This investor is so important and influential that the reception cannot go wrong. "Director Andrew, the flowers you order has been delivered." "Call the staff to decorate the meeting room. You go to the human resources room, ask the head of the department to check the staff." "Yes, I know." "Prepare well, I don't want problems." "I will try." Secretary John replied. He nodded and turned his back to return to the office when Secretary Hai suddenly said: "Director Andrew, someone wants to see you. Currently waiting in the conference room." "Who is?" "It's the customer who came to the company the other day." He was silent and did not answer. The guest that secretary John mentioned the other day was his father. He didn't need to ask why he knew why his fathe