PART 2: When He Needed the Surgeon He Had Destroyed, I Was Already Gone
By the time Ethan reached the airport, my plane had already crossed the border. He called me twenty-three times. I answered none of them. Then a message…
PART 2: Nine Days Later, He Finally Asked Where His Wife Had Gone
July 12. I typed the date into my notes. Then I began recording everything. 17:40 — Ly Minh Trach left us at the airport. 18:56 — To…
PART 2: When Adrian Finally Opened the Gate, His Son Had Stopped Waiting
Leo remained in the hospital for three days. By the second morning, his fever had finally begun to fall. When he opened his eyes, the first thing…
PART 2: The Day He Chose Her Again, I Finally Chose Myself
“Dinh Tieu and Man Nhu are living very well now. They even have a child.” Mother Hoac’s words fell into the room like ice. For several seconds,…
PART 2: The Day the Ha Family Came to Command Me, I Finally Made Them Listen
Madam Ha entered the room as though it belonged to her. Her eyes moved from me to the ultrasound report. “Triplets?” I said nothing. She snatched the…
PART 2: The Day He Finally Chose His Wife, I Had Already Chosen Myself
I didn’t return to the hospital dormitory. Instead, I drove directly to the military medical research center on the other side of the city. Before marrying Luc…
PART 2: Five Years Later, I Was No Longer the Wife Waiting for Him
“The past five years have been difficult for me.” The moment Co Dien said that, I almost laughed. Difficult? I looked at Manh Dao’s diamond bracelet. Then…
PART 2: When Ethan Returned From Iceland, His Wife No Longer Existed
Paris was raining when I arrived. Julian Reed was waiting outside the terminal. The moment he saw me, he opened his arms. Then he seemed to remember…
PART 2: While He Chased a Promise to Chloe, I Took Back My Name
Paris welcomed me with rain. By the time Ethan’s plane landed in Iceland, I was already standing inside the apartment Julian had arranged near Place Vendôme. Three…
PART 2: By the Time He Reached London, I Was Clara Whitmore Again
Ethan arrived in London thirty-six hours later. By then, he had called my old number eighty-three times. He had also sent emails to Margaret, my mother, my…