She asked further, seemingly wanting Andrew to confirm that he and Charmaine Harris were not really in love. "Have you forgotten Charmaine Harris?" "Yes, forgot." He took her hand and continued: "Sorry for letting you suffer all this time. I should have realized my feelings for you sooner. Minerva, I love you!"The three words "I love you" were the three words she wanted to hear the most in the past three years. In the end all her efforts paid off. She was so happy that she burst into tears, her heart breaking. She didn't understand why she reacted like that, she should have laughed, but now she was crying like a baby. Are these tears of happiness? Seeing her cry, he quickly hugged her to comfort her: "Don't cry anymore, I'm here. I won't leave you, won't make you sad. Let's start over together, okay?" She nodded in response, wrapping her arms around him. Now she feels what love feels like. Warm! Really very warm! Perhaps for her happiness was as simple as that. Be nex
Andrew got out of the car and opened the door to help Minerva inside. Just like before, Charmaine Harris was once again forgotten by him, so she had to follow them. The three of them sat down at the reserved table, when suddenly his phone rang. He frowned at the screen and then turned to Minerva. "I'll go out and answer the phone and then order. You and Charmaine Harris sit and talk." Minerva nodded. After he left, the atmosphere between her and Charmaine Harris became awkward, strangely stifling. She caught Charmaine's questioning gaze staring at her. To ease their tension, she opened up: "You are new to Vietnam, you must not be familiar with the time here, right?" Charmaine Harris crossed her arms over her chest and reluctantly replied: "It's true that it's a bit unfamiliar, I've lived here since I was a kid anyway, so I'll get used to it quickly." Minerva nodded a few times and then fell silent. She didn't ask questions and didn't know what to say to her husband's ex.
Minerva walked over to the sofa and sat down to rest. Every day, the daily chores in the house were cleaned by one of her hands and now someone else does it, but just sitting in one place like this is a bit unfamiliar. Tue Nhi sat playing for a while when the phone suddenly rang. Glancing at the screen, it was his number. She happily picked up the phone. "Andrew!" From the other end of the line came his warm voice. "Are you awake? Have you had breakfast?" "I have not had breakfast. I'll eat in a little while. And why do you hire a maid, I can do the housework myself." "I don't feel safe leaving you alone at home, so I hired a maid. My personal driver has also arranged, from now on where you want to go just say he will take me." "That's expensive!" "As long as you and your baby are comfortable, it doesn't matter how much it costs. I still have some things to deal with, and then I'll take you to a prenatal check-up." "Yes." She hung up, feeling happier after talking to him.
She was always confused in her own thoughts without paying attention to her surroundings. Suddenly, his voice came from behind: "Minerva! What are you doing?" She startled back to her dazed eyes and hurriedly put his phone back to its original position. She took a deep breath to calm herself and turned to smile at him. "I'm just tidying up the room." "Didn't I say you don't need to do anything. Just leave it there and I'll clean it up later." "I can do it myself. Can I ask you something?" As he dried his hair with a towel, he replied to her: "Okay." "Where have you been all day?"Her sudden question surprised him. This was the first time he had seen her ask him about the matter. Until now, she didn't care what he did, where, with each other one day. Thinking that maybe because she was pregnant, she was not happy, he quickly replied with a smile: "I worked at the construction site today. Why are you asking so strangely?" Her face showed no emotion, neither sad nor happy.
The two stood facing each other, Minerva without a word taking her eyes off Charmaine. Charmaine felt Minerva's gaze a bit strange, in a voice full of doubt, Charmaine asked: "Is there something on my face, why are you looking at me so closely?" "The smell of perfume on you." "Perfume? So this is what catches your eye. How do you feel, the scent is nice. This perfume is a limited edition very unique scent. I don't think someone like you is suitable for it. where." What Minerva cared about was not whether she was suitable or not, but that the perfume on Charmaine was the perfume she smelled on his shirt. Last night he talked about the work site, she also saw soiled shoes and mud stains on her clothes with her own eyes. But why has it turned out like this now? Were the two of them really together last night? And those muddy shoes and pants are fake? Her mind gradually became hazy, confused about what to believe. She looked at Charmaine for a long time, before it was clear she wouldn
Minerva Smiths sat in the study waiting for Andrew. This period is both boring and has nothing to do. She wandered around the room looking at one thing after another as if she wanted to explore every nook and cranny of his office. From the beginning until now, he has been working hard despite his wife playing freely. Suddenly, there was the sound of glass shattering in the middle of the room, followed by a long silence. He looked up and saw broken vases scattered on the floor, water in the vase splattered at her feet. Afraid of his anger, she quickly bent down and frantically picked up the pieces. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry!" He stood up and walked over to her and held out his hand to help her up. He examined her hands, feet, and body, concern evident on his face along with an annoyed scowl. "Are you hurt anywhere? I said sit still and don't listen to me, and like to run and jump around." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Don't be mad at me." Finished, she bent down to c
As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter placed the food on the table. Looking at the favorite dish in front of him, he embarked on the job of grilling the meat while she forced a smile on the outside, but inwardly she couldn't stop thinking. The reason Waldo Martins cared about her so much was because he was her cousin. His parents passed away when he was young, so her parents adopted and raised him with her. That's why Waldo always considers her as his sister, in need of protection. Her parents died in a traffic accident. Since that day, she was like a lost person, her relatives did not care about her. Only Waldo is always the one standing behind encouraging and supporting. For a long time, she had seen him as her own brother, not a cousin. The day she decided to marry Andrew, he was the most vehement object because he knew well that Andrew did not love her at that time. A month after the wedding, Waldo suddenly went to the US to do business, and the two did not contact each o
In the morning. Today is a special day, so Minerva got up very early to prepare everything. From cleaning the house to cooking breakfast, it takes a long time to finish everything. She looked at the clock, it was almost 7 a.m and he still hadn't woken up. Putting ready-to-eat food on the table, she went upstairs. Pushing open the door to step inside, approaching the bed, she saw that he was still asleep. Recently, the company has a lot of work and has a big project, so he often stays up late, every day has to be late at night to go to bed. She raised her hand to caress his face and smiled. "Andrew! Wake up, it's morning." He was still fast asleep, did not open his eyes to look at her, but still said: "Let me sleep a little longer!" He buried his head in the warm blanket, not intending to get out of bed. She shook him many times, called twice but still wouldn't wake up. Normally, he often comes to the company early to work, for some reason, today he is lazy, calling and no
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