Chapter 5 Heart wound

Duong Thinh Vu held his breath, wanting to use his left hand to hold his right hand tightly to stop himself from trembling, his eyes staring fiercely at the pregnancy test stick. This was her first time using it, but she had read the instructions countless times.

The test period was usually three days late, but now that it was late on the seventh day, she was starting to worry.

Three minutes of waiting for the results, for her, was truly a long and miserable time. It wasn't until the pregnancy test showed a horizontal line that she breathed a sigh of relief as if a burden had been lifted.

Even though he was relieved, at the bottom of Duong Thinh Vu's heart was an emotion that was difficult to put into words, like loss. She did not expect that during such a long period of lovemaking many times, she would not become pregnant.

She smiled faintly, wouldn't that be better?

After returning home for more than a week, while Duong Thinh Vu was still not officially working, Chu Thanh Thuc took her to her mother's house to meet her grandfather.

That house, since Duong Tran got married, Duong Thinh Vu rarely visits.

For Duong Tran, she both loves and hates, it's just that love is often more than hate. Therefore, she could not bear it and calmly witnessed the scene of him and his wife happily having sex in front of her.

"Grandpa, how are you?" Duong Thinh Vu put down the brush and stepped back, waiting for him to shyly examine his handwriting.

As soon as she entered the Chu family, she immediately hid to the room with a bridge dripping with water, birds singing and flowers blooming, and in the calligraphy room, practicing handwriting with her grandfather.

Chu Toan picked up her handwriting and looked at it, "Thin Vu, all your thoughts are expressed through your handwriting - Anxiety, insecurity." Since childhood, he used a brush to practice writing. He was the president of the Calligraphy Association. He could see the writer's mood through his handwriting.

Calligraphy, like painting, is the embodiment... of human emotions.

Duong Thinh Vu frowned his delicate eyebrows, his heart could not be quiet, his writing would not be good.

"Don't force yourself, calm down, write what you think is okay." Chu Toan lovingly patted his grandson's head, letting her stay here quietly for a moment.

She closed her eyes, trying to listen to her grandfather's words, listen to her heart... When she opened her eyes, she lowered her pen decisively, waving her pen continuously to create a perfect set of letters.

As soon as she heard the door open, Duong Thinh Vu suddenly raised her head to look towards the door. Seeing that the person coming was Duong Tran, she suddenly hid the set of letters on the table behind her.

Duong Tran squinted his eyes, leisurely approached her, reached out and pushed aside the fruit and breakfast on the tea table, "Mr. Chu, why are you here?"

"... Stay away." His alert eyes showed insecurity, clutching the paper tightly behind him.

Passing the table, Duong Tran slowly approached her. She unconsciously retreated until her back touched the bookshelf.

"Do you miss me?" His defiant hands held her waist tightly, narrowing the distance between them, pressing his forehead against hers, gently coaxing her to tell the truth.

Duong Thinh Vu without thinking, shook his head desperately, bowed his head and did not look at him.

"But I miss you so much." He pressed her face close to his, whispered in her ear, gently kissed her eyes, the tip of her nose, her ears, and finally kissed her lips.

"No..." Before she could refuse, she was stopped by a kiss. She didn't dare to cry out loud, after all, this was her grandfather's house.

The tip of his tongue forcefully pried open her tightly closed teeth, invading the place that belonged to him. Duong Tran stubbornly moved his hands behind her back, placing them on his waist.

"Um..." Duong Thinh Vu did not have the strength to resist him, the paper in his hand fell to the ground, on the paper appeared an extremely clear, strong word - "Tran".

His eyes glanced at that piece of paper, the words on it filled Duong Tran's heart with honey, the kiss couldn't help but be gentle. He lifted her chin, making the tip of his tongue penetrate deeper, every part of her mouth carried his breath.

The kiss dragged on and on, he still lingered on sucking her lips, his voice was rarely gentle but happy, whispering in her ear: "Follow me over there tonight."

Duong Tran said the other side was the house near Duong Thinh Vu's residence. First, so that they could conveniently meet, and second, so that he could easily know her movements.

Duong Thinh Vu's eyes looked at him out of focus, "I have no reason to go out."

As soon as there was a good change, his mood became frozen again because of her words. Duong Tran's face did not change color, but his tone began to... cool down: "If you don't want to, then tell Ms. Thuc yourself." Please?"

"..." Duong Thinh Vu glared at him, "Just went away to "work" for a month, many months and now I don't come home overnight. Indeed, I feel cold for the boy's mother." She said sarcastically.

"You don't need to worry about this. If you want, I will do my best to make you 'satisfied'." Duong Tran curled his lips, his expression was not proper, his voice was extremely ambiguous.

The heart hurts, like countless needles stabbing pain everywhere, the killing power is extremely strong. She's not a little girl who doesn't understand life, so why doesn't she understand the meaning of the word "satisfaction" in what he said?

Duong Thinh Vu has followed Duong Tran since childhood, his personality is also influenced by him, when it comes to the ability to hurt others, they are approximately the same.