Dagon Shwe Nya - Lonely Boat

Chapter (1)

A young woman named Regina , after spending two weeks relaxing in the Normandy region of France, had her fair skin turn a dark brown. She was starting to feel a little pale. In her mind, her husband had decided to divorce her and returned to Paris. They had made a hasty decision when they got married, and now she had made a hasty decision to divorce him.

Her husband, Charles, is a good man. Regina is driving a Pinhead car with her friend, Seville...

"We got married because we liked each other once, but now we don't like each other, so I can easily divorce him. Why would he refuse?" he said in a consulting tone.

They were returning from Normandy to Paris in a small van. Between them, 12-year-old Seville sat, looking alternately at his mother and Regina.

Regina was not French. She was an American citizen, born in Michigan, who had ventured here to find work.

Through his efforts, he learned to read, write, and speak French in 18 months, and after about three years, he immediately got a job as a translator at UNESCO headquarters. The position was well-paid, and his duties included translating from French to English at major conferences held at the headquarters. It was during this time that he met and became close to Seville, who was also responsible for translating from English to French.

She had been working for five years when she met her husband, Charles (Linda), and had left the UNESCO Translation Service to marry him. She was only 27 years old at the time. So her marriage had not even lasted a year. She was still a child.

When he returned to Paris, it was a Sunday in May, and he saw beautiful flowers along the roadside that had been planted during the reign of Napoleon.

"How do you keep your composure when you're going to divorce your husband?"

Seville looked curiously into Regina's mind.

"I know you're happy, I think I made the right decision, but it was hard. I made the decision. In fact, Charles wouldn't have thought of breaking up our marriage at all. He'll know if I tell him," Regina said lightly.

Then Regina continued, "To be clear, at that time I was crazy about him."

"No man has ever asked me to marry you until I'm this age. Then a guy suddenly appeared and asked me to marry him. So I stopped thinking about anything special and just closed my eyes, closed my ears, and nodded."

"My husband is a charming, simple man. And he's a very secretive person. That's something I don't like about him. What does he do?"

I still don't know what he does. He doesn't tell me either. So I started to wonder. He's just a child. Has he ever been married before? What does he do? I have no idea where he gets his money from. You should also be sympathetic. He has valuable Panchi paintings, sculptures, and other valuable things.

"There are many. I found out that he bought these things. They are now at home and he doesn't show his things to anyone. What's more interesting is where he got the money to buy these expensive things."

At that moment, Siera's son, Jean-Louis, entered and spoke, causing Regina and Siera to stare at the child in amazement.

"I know what Uncle Charles does, I've seen him do it. Uncle Charles makes all kinds of toy cars."

Then the two friends smiled.

"That's not a business, that's just a hobby, like stamp collecting."

Seville explained to his son. He was impressed by his son's spirit, who spoke like an adult, and he bent down and kissed the little boy.

Then Regina told Seville that she no longer loved her husband, that she was going to divorce him because she didn't love him, and that she had made up her mind, while staring out the car window.

Then, when Seville said that she could veto the decision, Regina finally told Mimi that she had the right to divorce the man she no longer loved, and that she would ask him to divorce her today.

Then, Seville asked Regina what kind of job she would like to pursue, and she said that it would be great if she could get her old job as a translator back, and she said that if the media helped her, she could get that job.

At that moment, their car was passing through a village, and they were lost in thought and gazing at the scenery (as they crossed over to a railroad track, a black "Rainbow" type police car suddenly appeared in front of them).

Regina's car was running at 10 kilometers per hour, so she couldn't slow down and had to use the handbrake to avoid the police car. They managed to escape, but their car tilted slightly and had to be pulled onto the road. The child fell. Jin suddenly stood up from where he had fallen and pointed forward,

"Something's happening over there, Mommy, look," he said, and they looked, and saw a large crowd gathered about 50 yards ahead. Some of the people were uniformed police officers, and some of them were seen crowding around a dead body on a stretcher covered in a white sheet.

Jean-Louis wanted to see what was happening and asked the car to stop, but they ignored the child's request and Seville continued driving at high speed.

Chapter 2

"Foch" Avenue is a wealthy residential area and is a very shady place, and the main road extends to the village of "Boyd de Boulang". You can see cyclists and pedestrians on the streets. The area has a population of six and a half million people, and housing is very tight, but in Foch Avenue, people are renting.

There are large apartments, only for the wealthy class.

These large houses were fully furnished and the rent was very high. Therefore, the residents were mostly government officials and wealthy people. These people were mostly French bankers, "Belgian" industrialists, Americans, lawyers, jurists, Italians, film company owners, Russian diplomats, Swiss producers, and people who did not know what kind of work made them rich. Among them were a deposed king, a religious leader, an Irishman, and Charles (Simon) Lindbergh.

The Pinhead sports car pulled up in front of a new building on Foch Avenue. Mrs. Charles (S) Limbert (Regina) opened the car door and stuck one of her legs out. Seville peered through the front air vent and said to Regina...

"I can't even imagine leaving this big house and this big yard. I don't want to encourage you either," he said.

"Oh... don't forget, we'll meet for lunch on Thursday," he said, and walked straight to the big brown house, carrying his two briefcases. When he reached the entrance, he put down his briefcases and pressed a brass button on the large, heavy door. The door opened automatically, and he grabbed his bags and went inside.

Then Regina closed the door she had entered and continued walking along the veranda, the surroundings so quiet that she could only hear her own footsteps. At the end of the veranda, she saw an elevator on the ground floor, so she went inside. Then she pressed the red button to stop at the floor she wanted. "But the elevator did not go up, so she pressed it again. So she could not wait any longer and went outside. She had never taken the stairs. She only used the escalator. (Her husband paid for the apartment, and the use of the stairs was included in the rent.)

Now, there was no way he could do it, he had to use the big stairs. In this way, Reggie climbed up to the third floor. When he reached the third floor, he turned right and stopped in front of a door. However, the door was closed, so he threw the two suitcases on the floor and didn't hear a sound. So he slammed the door again.