The most shocking thing was that she arrived with a very advanced pregnancy belly to congratulate us on the wedding. Vân’s sudden appearance attracted the attention of the entire room. The whispers spread fast and no one understood what was about to happen.

In college, I was the handsome, smart guy looked up to by a lot of students. But I didn’t fall in love with anyone. My family was poor; I had to work part-time each day just to pay tuition and I had no time for love.

Among the girls who adored me was my classmate, Vân. To win my heart, he often bought me food, clothes, and even paid my tuition fees.

I didn’t feel anything real about her, but since her family supported my studies, I reluctantly agreed to be with her.

After graduating, since I wanted to stay in the city, I agreed to marry Vân so that his parents could help me get a job. But living together, I realized that I didn’t really love her at all and even felt rejected by physical intimacy with her.

We were married for three years and had no children. She insisted that I get a check-up, but I claimed that I was perfectly healthy and refused to go. By then, my career was already stable and I didn’t depend on his family. That’s when I wanted to end that bland marriage to pursue “true love.”

My coldness and indifference eventually drove her away. He finally agreed to sign the divorce papers and let me go free. After that, I started a relationship with a beautiful business partner whom I had secretly admired for a long time. After more than a year together, we decided to get married. I didn’t send an invitation to my ex-wife, but somehow she showed up at the wedding anyway, unashamedly.

The most unexpected thing was that she arrived with a pregnant belly to congratulate us. Her sudden appearance captured all eyes. Whispers filled the room; Nobody knew what was going to happen.

When Vân approached us, he said:

“If I could go back in time, I would never have wasted my youth on a man who didn’t love me and who only used my money. The biggest regret of my life was marrying you.”

As he was about to leave, the bride suddenly asked:

“Whose child are you carrying?”

That question startled me. My ex-wife and I had been divorced for over a year, so the baby clearly wasn’t mine. But then… why did she never get pregnant during our three years of marriage? Could it mean that I was barren?

Without making us wait, Vân turned and said:

“For three years, your husband and I couldn’t have children. Many times I asked him to get a checkup, but he always blamed me. However, every time I had exams, I was perfectly fine. After the divorce, I fell in love with another man. And the first night we were together, I got pregnant.”

His words left my girlfriend so stunned that she dropped the bouquet. I, on the other hand, was completely shocked, not knowing what to do.

After Vân left, I tried to comfort my bride, asking her to calm down and for us to finish the ceremony first. But she refused, saying that she wanted to cancel the wedding and go with me for a fertility test before deciding on marriage. Said:

“My brother and his wife were married for nine years without children. They spent a fortune on fertility treatments and still ended up getting divorced. I don’t want to repeat their mistake. A woman’s value wears out with every failed marriage; I don’t want my first wedding to be with a man who can’t have children.”

I had no right to blame either my ex-wife or my girlfriend. My downfall was the result of my own calculations and selfishness. I sowed bitterness and now I am reaping bitterness. If I had at least treated my ex-wife well, I would not be facing such a miserable end today.