PART 2: The Day I Stopped Being Mrs. Co

I looked at the man standing in front of me.

The man I had loved for five years.

The man I had defended when everyone told me he was cold.

The man I had convinced myself was just under pressure.

But tonight, after ten slaps in front of everyone and one million yuan thrown at my dignity…

I finally saw him clearly.

He wasn’t cruel because he didn’t understand my pain.

He was cruel because he believed my pain didn’t matter.

I slowly removed his hand from my chin.

For the first time, Co Than looked surprised.

Not because I pushed him away.

Because I didn’t cry.

I didn’t beg.

I didn’t ask why.

“Co Than.”

My voice was quiet.

But steady.

“Do you know what your biggest mistake is?”

His eyebrows tightened.

“What?”

“I spent five years trying to prove that I was worthy of being loved by you.”

I looked directly at him.

“And you spent five years proving that you never deserved me.”

The room became silent.

For a moment, something flashed in his eyes.

Anger.

Confusion.

Maybe even disbelief.

Because he had never seen me like this.

He was used to the woman who apologized first.

The woman who waited.

The woman who swallowed every humiliation because she believed marriage meant endurance.

That woman was gone.


The next morning, I arrived at the company earlier than anyone.

Not because I wanted to work.

Because there were things I needed to finish.

I walked into my office.

The same desk.

The same computer.

The same place where I had spent countless nights creating strategies that made Co Than’s company stronger.

Nobody knew.

Nobody cared.

Because everyone believed I was just an ordinary employee.

That was exactly how I wanted it.

I opened my laptop.

Then I sent three emails.

The first one was to the board of directors.

The second was to the legal department.

The third was to my personal lawyer.

The subject line was simple.

Withdrawal of all private investment support.

For three years, Co Than believed his company survived because of his ability.

He never knew that the biggest financial support keeping several projects alive came from the investment fund under my family’s name.

I had hidden it.

Because I wanted to know if he loved me without knowing what I could give him.

Yesterday, I finally received my answer.


At 10 a.m., my phone rang.

It was Co Than.

I looked at the screen.

Then ignored it.

A second call.

Ignored.

A third.

Ignored.

Finally, a message appeared.

Come to my office. We need to talk.

I smiled.

Interesting.

Yesterday, he ordered me around.

Today, he wanted a conversation.

I replied with one sentence.

Schedule an appointment through my assistant.

Five seconds later, my phone rang again.

This time his voice was filled with anger.

“To Tham, what game are you playing?”

I calmly asked:

“What do you mean?”

“Why did the finance department freeze several accounts?”

I looked at the documents in front of me.

“So you noticed.”

“Explain.”

“No.”

A pause.

“What?”

“I said no.”

My voice remained calm.

“You never explained anything to me when you humiliated me.”

“You never asked my opinion when you chose to protect another woman.”

“So why should I explain my decisions now?”

His breathing became heavier.

“You’re my wife.”

I laughed softly.

“Am I?”

Silence.

Then I continued:

“Because according to the way you treated me yesterday, I’m just someone whose dignity can be purchased for one million yuan.”


That afternoon, Lieu Y Y came to my office.

She walked in wearing a designer dress and carrying an expensive handbag.

The same confident expression.

The same smile.

But this time…

She looked nervous.

“To Tham.”

I looked up.

“Secretary Lieu.”

Her smile froze.

She was clearly not used to me calling her that.

“I think there has been a misunderstanding.”

“No.”

I closed the file in front of me.

“There was no misunderstanding.”

She sat down.

“President Co only acted because he cared about me.”

I looked at her.

“Congratulations.”

She blinked.

“What?”

“You finally got what you wanted.”

Her expression changed.

“What do you mean?”

I smiled.

“You wanted everyone to know you were special.”

“You succeeded.”

I leaned back.

“Now everyone knows exactly what kind of man chose you.”

Her face turned pale.


Three days later, the company held an emergency board meeting.

Co Than walked in confident.

Until he saw me sitting at the table.

Not as his wife.

Not as an employee.

As one of the largest shareholders.

His expression completely changed.

“To Tham?”

I looked at him calmly.

“President Co.”

The distance between those two words was intentional.

The chairman cleared his throat.

“Miss To, please explain the reason for today’s meeting.”

I opened the first document.

“For years, my investment group provided financial support for several key projects.”

Co Than’s face changed.

“You knew?”

I looked at him.

“I knew everything.”

“The contracts.”

“The funding.”

“The losses.”

“The profits.”

A pause.

“I also knew who took credit.”

Nobody spoke.

Because everyone understood.

The quiet project employee they ignored had been the person keeping the company alive.


Co Than stood up.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

That question almost made me laugh.

“Why would I?”

He stared at me.

“Because I am your husband.”

I looked at him.

“No.”

My voice was cold.

“You were my husband.”

A silence fell over the room.

“I wanted to know if you loved me when I had nothing to offer.”

“And yesterday, you showed me the answer.”


That evening, Co Than came home earlier than usual.

For the first time in years, he looked uncertain.

“To Tham.”

I continued packing my suitcase.

“Don’t.”

He stopped.

“I know I was wrong.”

I didn’t turn around.

“Too late.”

“I can fix this.”

“No.”

My hands stopped moving.

“You can fix a broken contract.”

“You can fix a damaged reputation.”

“You can fix a business mistake.”

I looked at him.

“But you cannot fix the moment when someone looks at you and realizes they never mattered to you.”

His face turned pale.

“Are you really leaving?”

I closed my suitcase.

“Yes.”

“After everything?”

I smiled.

“No.”

“Because of everything.”


The next morning, I left the villa.

No tears.

No dramatic goodbye.

No final argument.

Just silence.

Behind me was the house where I had spent five years trying to become enough.

Ahead of me was a life where I didn’t have to ask anyone to see my value.

Three months later, everyone in the company knew the truth.

The ordinary employee from the project department was actually the investor who had saved the company.

The woman Co Than humiliated in front of everyone was the person he needed most.

But by then…

It no longer mattered.

Because the biggest loss in Co Than’s life wasn’t losing his company support.

It wasn’t losing his reputation.

It wasn’t losing the position he built.

It was losing the one person who loved him before he had anything.

And the cruelest part?

He only understood her value…

After she stopped waiting for him to recognize it.

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