I’m almost 60 years old, but after 6 years of marriage, my husband, who is 30 years younger, still calls me “The baby who never grows up.”

I am Le – 59 years old, remarried to a husband 31 years younger than me after a fateful meeting at a yoga therapy class.

From the beginning,  everyone said I was deceived , that a “young pilot” was targeting the assets left by my ex-husband after he passed away: a 5-storey house in the city center, 2 savings books, a villa by the sea. But seeing the way Viet – my new husband – took care of me little by little, I believed  he was sincere.

Every night before going to bed,  Viet calls me “the baby who never grows up”  and then puts a glass of warm water mixed with honey and chamomile in my hand.
He also kindly tells me:

– Drink it all and sleep well. You have to drink it every night so I can feel at ease.

I felt like I had come back to life. In more than 6 years of living together,  my husband had never raised his voice to me.
I thought: “Meeting Viet is a blessing for the rest of my life.”

Until one night…

That day Viet said:

– You go to sleep first. I’ll go to the kitchen and cook some beauty soup to bring to the yoga group tomorrow.

I nodded, then pretended to close my eyes. But my heart was pounding.
For some reason, a feeling arose within me – the urge to sneak up on him.

I walked softly behind my husband,  hiding behind the wall next to the kitchen.

Viet took out a glass, carefully scooped up warm water, then…  pulled out a small brown bottle from a drawer.
He  dropped a few drops of the clear, odorless, colorless liquid into my glass.
Then he added honey and chamomile as usual.

I  stood there frozen . My heart was pounding like it was going to explode.
What the hell was that thing?

I pretended to sleep and didn’t drink. The next morning,  I brought the untouched glass of water to be tested.

Two days later, the results came back.
The doctor looked at me in horror:

– This is a  strong sedative,  if used long term will  cause dependence, confusion, memory loss,  even cognitive disorders…

I  am stunned.

For the past 6 years… I have lived in sweetness and gentleness… but in reality,  every night is a time of mental manipulation.