Chapter 11 — 6 Days to Clean Up Your Estate Then Divorce

I scrolled through the phonebook and found the phone number of the police station in the area where the Chu family lived. Taking a deep breath, I adjusted my voice, then pressed call.

“Hello, I want to report an incident, my ex-husband is possibly committing suicide.”

The other end of the line immediately became serious.

“Please explain the situation clearly to me.”

"I just received a call from his mother, she said he took a lot of sleeping pills, locked himself in his room, and now there are signs of danger."

"I'm in the process of getting a divorce so I don't dare come over, I'm afraid I'll provoke him. I'm also worried about my own safety, but I'm still very worried if something really happens."

"If you can help me check, if the situation is urgent, take him to the emergency room immediately."

I speak clearly and reasonably, neither too much nor too little, just enough for them to understand the level, just enough for them to take action. The police recorded my address, name, contact number, and calm tone.

"Don't worry, we will send someone right away and we will contact you if we have any information."

"Thank you very much."

I hung up the phone, walked to the ground-level window, looking down at the glowing city below my feet. Chu Van Bac. Chu family. Don't you guys like acting, don't you like using your life as a card? So this time, I invite the most demanding viewers. Let's see how long you guys can keep going. The waiting time was not long, only about half an hour later, my phone rang again, this time it was a strange landline number, I knew it was from the police station. I picked up the phone, the voice on the other end of the line was still the policeman from before, but more tired and helpless.

“Hello, are you Ms. Hua Tinh?”

“Yes, it's me, how's the situation over there, is he… is he okay.”

I still kept my role, my voice was just nervous enough.

“We have arrived at the scene, Chu Van Bac is okay.”

“When we arrived, he was sitting in the living room watching TV.”

The corners of my lips curled slightly in the darkness, a dramatic "suicide".

"Watching TV, but his mother said he took medicine and was foaming at the mouth."

"We also found the bottle of sleeping pills that the family said, but it was an empty bottle, the manufacturing date was three years ago, and there was a high possibility that it had been used up a long time ago."

"As for the foaming at the mouth, we didn't see it, it was just a little bit of alcohol and excitement."

A self-made play that is so ridiculous that it collapses on its own without needing to be exposed.

“That's good, you're okay.”

I let out a breath, feeling truly reassured.

"Ms. Hua, we have strictly warned his family, this behavior shows signs of reporting fake news and causing trouble."

"If it happens again, we will apply legal measures, and we also realize that they are using this method to put pressure on her."

“We advise you to resolve it through legal means and pay attention to personal safety.”

“Thank you very much, I really bothered you.”

I hung up the phone and stood still for a long time, as if letting everything calm down completely. There was no victory, no relief, only a coldness that crept into my bones. Ten years of my youth, the man I once loved, and my daughter's entire life, all became a cheap farce. It's really enough. I returned to my room, turned on the computer again, the screen was still the admission information page of an international school in Shanghai. That place has it the best education, the strictest security, and most importantly, more than a thousand kilometers away. I didn't hesitate anymore and started filling out the application for Niem Niem. Name, age, education history... In the guardian section, I only wrote one name. In the information about my father, I paused for three seconds, then typed down two words. In my heart, from this moment, Chu Van Bac no longer exists. I hit send. The screen displays a small message.

“Your application has been submitted successfully.”

I leaned back in the chair, closed my eyes, as if seeing a new path opening before me, at the end was light.