“The divorce papers. I’ve already written them. All that’s needed is for them to be signed and the matter will be settled.”
Hanh was stunned. Her lips moved, her throat still hurt after the operation, she couldn’t find the words. Her eyes were full of pain and confusion.
Joke?
“I’m not joking.” I’ve already told you I don’t want to live all year with a sick and weak woman. I’m tired of carrying this burden alone. You have to let me live with my true feelings.
Khai spoke calmly, as if he were talking about swapping phones and not leaving his wife, with whom he had spent nearly 10 years of his life.
Hanh smiled weakly, tears welling in the corners of his eyes.
“So… You waited until I couldn’t move anymore, until I couldn’t react… to force me to sign?
Khai remained silent for a few seconds, then nodded:
“Don’t blame me. It was bound to happen sooner or later. I have someone else. She doesn’t want to live in the dark anymore.”
Hanh pursed his lips. The pain in his throat was nothing compared to the anguish screaming in his heart. But he didn’t shout or cry aloud, but asked softly:
Where is the pen?
Khai was surprised. “Are you really going to sign?”
“Didn’t you say that sooner or later this would have to happen?”
He placed a feather in her hand. Hanh took it with a trembling hand and signed slowly.
“It’s done. I wish you good luck.”
Thank you. I will give you the house as agreed. See you later.
Khai turned and left. The door closed with an alarming softness. But less than three minutes later, they reopened it.
A man entered. It was Dr. Quan, Hanh’s best friend since university, who had performed her operation. In his hands, he held a medical file and a bouquet of white roses.
“I heard the nurse say that Khai had just arrived?”
Hanh nodded and smiled slightly.
“Yes, I came here to get a divorce.”
” Are you doing well ? “
Better than ever.
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