I met my husband in 2011 when Cali booked me as an advertising model. At that time, my husband was just an ordinary employee. However, my impression of him was a gentle, caring man. At that time he told me that he is a single dad. The son stays with his grandparents every day he comes to visit. I don't think it's okay because he doesn't have a wife or is in a marriage with anyone. If you have a child, take care of it. We found out, fell in love and got married 11-12-2011, the intimate wedding party held in Ho Tram consisted of two families, not a stalker. Because I knew he didn't have much money, our wedding party at that time was only 200 million. My point of view in love is to live quietly and be happy together.

After we got married, we rented at Saigon Pearl, a small unfurnished apartment. At that time, I was filming Green Chrysanthemum in Dalat, so I had to fly back and forth every week. At that time, my husband installed find my iphone for me. I don't know about icloud at this time so he installed it for me using his icloud.

In a short time when I flew back to Dalat, my cell phone showed a message from his ex-boss "Come here now, there are a lot of sexy girls here". At that time, I still didn't understand what was happening, but my phone showed up a reply message " ok on my way here ;))) " . Then I realized that because he installed icloud for me, his message also linked to mine. I feel something is wrong. I asked him and he said it was just a joke. However, most women's intuition is rarely wrong. One day a text message from a woman linked to my cell phone said "Have you registered your child for school yet? I'm going with my child" I was left out, and vaguely guessed something. He explained that it was an ex-girlfriend for a long time and just had a baby together.

At that time, I proposed to meet his "ex-girlfriend" mother and daughter to eat and say hello. Since it's my legal husband's child, that means he'll be responsible for the baby until he's 18. Nor can I pretend that I do not know the existence of their mother and child. My husband didn't want me to meet the boy's mother, but only let me see the child once. But looking at it with the ***** eye, you can see that the child does not have to mix baby nor has anything like him, 100% pure Vietnamese and what makes me think the most is that the baby is still very young, about 3 years old. Was sent to dye her hair blonde, she dyed her hair every time she went out. Maybe the baby's mother doesn't know that the dye is very toxic to the baby's scalp. I feel something is wrong. I told my husband that there was something wrong here. He claimed the baby was his. At this time, because we knew each other, I talked to the person he called "a long time ex-girlfriend", and she said that before we got married he was still living normally with her. But the time I chose not to register the marriage. My world is black, it turns out that what he told me is a single dad is not. My husband apologized and said that it's been a long time since he's had a room and he's known many girlfriends before so I don't think I'm fighting for anyone. I feel cheated but I'm not someone who doesn't take it seriously. Marriage, I comforted myself that if he loved her, he would have registered his marriage long ago, they must have stayed together because of the child.

After 1-2 years, I wondered why the child was always forced to dye his hair by his mother and Cali staff kept shaming about that content, so I asked my husband directly if he was sure the boy was his child or not? My husband confirmed yes and still bought an apartment for her in installments (at this time my wife and I were still renting) I said or now do DNA if the results are true, then there is nothing to worry about. And I fully support the fact that he provides for the mother and the baby. My husband chose for a long time before he accepted to do DNA by using a cotton swab in his mouth. The next day the result was 98% no match. The child is not my husband's child.

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After getting the DNA test certificate, I proposed to go with my husband to meet his ex-girlfriend (because they have no legal obligations, so they can't use the title of ex-wife). I asked:

- After all, whose child is your child?

"Whose child is my business?" she replied.

- You can't say the same thing, if it's not my husband's son, why have you forced him to buy a house over the years to provide for your mother and daughter?

- Her husband, she took her back and forth, it had nothing to do with my family, but dragged here to find a story! - She yelled.

- I lost to your brazenness. But, what needs to be proven, I have done. You just live peacefully in the lie.

Actually, after that my husband continued to support her, I don't know. Because of how many years of marriage, I never asked him to return the salary to give it to his wife, so I don't know, I was still filming at that time. (Everyone remember these small details because later on. Closely related to the case of my husband's mistress asking my child to sleep in the same house)

Then one day my father-in-law (now living in Vietnam) said he wanted to have a grandchild because he was also very old. I think it's true that it's time to have a baby. Anyway, the couple has been married for 3 years. (Those who have slandered me for the past few years have jumped into my husband's trap intentionally to get pregnant and snatch anyone's husband if he's still alive, remember to read this carefully.) It is believed that in a family, when a baby cries, it will make the atmosphere in the house more warm, and in fact, there are many men who become better and better after having children.

So in 2013, I was pregnant with twins, but lost 1 baby and kept Cadie. When I was about 2 months pregnant, my father-in-law passed away. At that time, my husband and I were in Malaysia, when I heard the bad news, my husband cried. In that moment, I loved him very much and thought that it was also fortunate that we had Cadie at this time, maybe this will help him to ease his grief somewhat. However, until now, the thing that I regret most is not being able to inform my father-in-law that he has a grandchild.

We returned to Vietnam, then my husband was held a higher position in Cali, so we moved to a bigger apartment in District 7 (still rented). My election is small, so I can travel normally, but because District 7 is also quite far from the center, most of the time I just go around in the district. When I was 6 months pregnant, this time my husband's party density increased, there were many nights when I didn't come home and I was alone at home reading Thai teaching, preparing clothes and newborn items.

Until one night around 2-3am, I woke up to go to the toilet because the baby was leaning on the bladder, so it was difficult to sleep but still my husband did not come back, I remembered the find my iphone, I checked and saw that my husband was there. 1 nightclub at Le Thanh Ton Street, District 1. I took a taxi to come, and my eyes were met with the scene where my husband was passionately kissing a female employee in the company. In the dim lights of the discotheque, I began to recognize the faces of the former leaders of his company all around. They clapped, shouted, excited, excited. I went to the table and yanked my husband's hand away. I asked him "what are you doing?" My husband let go of the employee Cali, grabbed the back of my neck and lifted me up. In front of everyone he dragged me to the nightclub door, threw me into a 7-seater taxi and he got in the car. I suppressed my anger because I didn't want to affect the baby in my belly. But when he was close to the house, the car started to slow down, then he broke the car door and ran away.

If anyone asked me during my marriage, what was the happiest time of my life, it was when I was pregnant. I am happy to know that I need to live very healthy to protect the tiny thing that is thrashing around in my stomach. Really at that time, if it weren't for the character that I consider more important than my personality, I'm not sure I would still be here.

After the incident at nightclub in district 1, my husband came home earlier, it was only 1-2am when he got home. But I'm afraid I'll be sad, so he didn't go home alone, but took 5-7 other people with him, like the landing site before the rooster crows. So I have another job to comfort me is that every time his friends are hungry, he knocks on the door and tells me to get up, "Wife, make fried rice / fried noodles, wife". Because I don't want to embarrass my husband with his friends, I also cook for them. And my husband must have been worried about my pregnancy too, so even though he knew I needed to rest, my husband still played Boom Boom Boom, echoing through the mountains. When I cry uncontrollably because of pregnancy hormone changes or I'm so tired, I close my eyes, breathe slowly and imagine the baby in my belly telling me "Mom, don't cry...!"

I thought that I was going to give birth anyway, and then just try to be as optimistic as possible for the health of the fetus. But the storm came suddenly. Around 4-5 pm on a Sunday when I was 7 months pregnant, my husband and I went to eat at a restaurant on Hai Ba Trung street, district 1. From where, a girl stopped in front of our table and asked:

- "What's the matter, Dane? Why do you say Elly Tran is an ex-girlfriend???"

I looked up and realized it was a hot girl who had just emerged recently. Before I understood anything, my husband stood up, hurriedly dragged me around in Kumho district 1. Running down to the parking lot, I pulled my hand out and asked:

"What happened just now?"

- "That child is crazy, don't care about him"

I kept quiet and then proactively contacted the girl to clarify the situation. She said she just received a training card from Cali for Kol. Then there was a person over there who actively contacted me to invite me to eat, that person said that the boss liked me and that EllyTran was his EX-Girlfriend. ( Everyone remembers this song because it will link to the following parts ) She said :

- "I don't know who he is, but when I heard that EllyTran was his ex-girlfriend, I thought he must be a good guy, so I agreed to eat. We met for dinner at an elevated restaurant at Nguyen Thi Minh Khai district 1 . After that, he texted me flirting, talked very sweetly. Came over to the house to wait for me to pack up and take me to the airport to take me to Hanoi. When I met my mother again, he was very polite to my mother. Kiss me on the cheek when i came back to Saigon he asked me to go clubbing with his team he let me sit on his lap like he loved me so much i was also a bit broken took me to district 7, whose house i don't remember because i was so drunk, but not vietnamese. But I remember that his ***** was small and not very pretty? (I didn't answer) He kept forcing me until I said I would call the press tomorrow, then he let me go. He ran home early in the morning, I went home by myself. That day when I came home, I still saw that my hand was bruised. "

At that time, the reason I didn't answer her question was because my point of view in marriage is not to speak ill of my husband. That's why it's been so many years since there's been a story out there, because people know that I'm always silent, so they're comfortable guessing rumors about me. But by this point, there are probably not many people who are interested (in reality) and know the answer that the girl wants to ask, so I don't even need to answer it anymore.

At this time, my husband has an assistant who is married and has children. She was also assigned by my husband to take care of miscellaneous things at home, so we also talked a lot. My husband's assistant knew that I was home alone at that time, so I often talked about taking care of the newborn. One day she said that my husband called her several times to the office very early, called her at 5am, he said he felt lonely, but I felt weird so I didn't come up. Then I asked my husband why he did this to her. Then the next day my husband fired the assistant. I called to apologize to her and she said:

- "I talked about what happened to myself, not anyone, but if he didn't have any bad intentions, how could he let me leave like this. He gave me a break and then gave me a bad review on my CV. Don't go apply for a job. Do you think it's a bitch?"