Chapter 3 — 600,000 Yuan And A Broken Marriage

The bedroom door closed with a "click", cutting off all the noise and prying eyes outside. The world suddenly fell silent. Only the sound of my heavy breathing and my heart pounding like it was about to break my chest remained. I leaned my back against the cold door, my whole body shaking slightly. The calmness and toughness just now receded like a tide, leaving behind cold fear and self-pity welling up in my heart. Tears welled up suddenly, blurring my vision. I bit my lip. Don't let them fall. Crying because of that kind of person... is not worth it. Tieu Hieu walked in, looked at me worriedly, and silently offered her a drink:

“Can Can, are you okay?”

I shook my head, took a deep breath, and began to undo each complicated clasp of the wedding dress. My fingers were still shaking slightly, I tried a few times to get them off.

“I really didn't expect they could do something like that…” Tieu Hieu helped me hold my dress, her voice full of indignation. “It's too much!”

Who would have thought that a plot that the movie wouldn't even dare to write would happen to me. 600,000 yuan. They gently took it away as if it were obvious. After changing into a simple red dress, I looked at myself in the mirror. Eyes slightly red, face pale. I raised my hand and slapped my cheek hard. Don't fall. Kieu Can, you can't fall. I opened the door. Tran Hao stood right there, like a statue. His eyes were bloodshot, his look complicated—painful, pleading, and even… reproachful.

"Tieu Can," his voice was hoarse, "Mom has been taken to the police station. Dad was so angry just now that he had a blood pressure attack and was taken to the hospital by his family. Are you satisfied?"

I looked at him. The last soft part in my heart... froze.

"Tran Hao, please understand clearly. The person who caused everything was your mother's theft, not my protecting my rights."

My voice was coldly calm.

“Your father has high blood pressure, you should blame your mother, not come to question me.”

I slightly curled my lips:

"Besides... that's your father? Why do you only remember it now? When your mother stole money to give to your younger brother, why didn't you think he might be angry to death?"

Tran Hao was speechless, his face turned pale, his lips trembled:

"That's my mother! Even if she's wrong, I can't..."

“Can't what?” I interrupted. "Can't report to the police? Can't get my money back? Or do I have to obediently let my whole family suck my blood to be worthy of being a good daughter-in-law?"

“I didn't mean that!” He scratched his head, frustrated. "We can handle it privately! You can ask your mother to pay, you can force your brother to write a debt note! Why do you have to make a big deal out of it? Why do you have to sign that damn agreement? Kieu Can, from the beginning you didn't trust me, didn't consider us family, right?"

Finally, he spoke up. I looked at him, just tired. Talking to people who are never on the same side... is really tiring.

"The agreement was something my parents asked me to sign. At that time, I thought they were overdoing it, but now I understand... the older the ginger, the spicier it gets."

I smiled faintly.

“What about faith?”

“Tran Hao, trust must be built on respect and boundaries.”

“From the moment your mother put her hand in my pocket… from the moment you chose to side with her… there was no longer any trust between us.”

At that moment, my phone rang. Attorney Ly.

"Miss Kieu, I've been to the station, the situation is basically clear. The evidence is very complete, the other party is suspected of stealing a particularly large amount of money. If prosecuted, there is almost no possibility of receiving a suspended sentence. You see…”

I turned on the speakerphone. Let Tran Hao hear every word clearly.

“Lawyer Ly, just follow the process. If you need to make a case, make a case. If you need to recover evidence, then recover it."

“Kieu Can!” Tran Hao lost his voice, his face pale.

I don't look at him. Just continue speaking into the phone, voice clear and decisive:

“Ah, by the way… could you please help me draft a divorce agreement?”

On the other side of the phone, lawyer Ly paused for a moment, then quickly replied in a professional voice:

“Okay, I understand. The division of assets will be entirely based on her pre-marital notarization. All pre-marital assets in her name, including 600,000 yuan this time, will be absolutely protected. As for the assets after marriage..."

“There is almost no common property, handling it simply is enough.” I calmly added.

Luckily, I got married too quickly, many things didn't have time to mix.

“Okay, I will handle it right away.”

Tran Hao seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He staggered back a step and leaned against the wall. He looked at me, his eyes like the first time we met.

“Divorce? Just because of this... do you want a divorce?" His voice was hoarse and broken.

“This?” I looked straight at him, each word falling decisively.

“Tran Hao, to me, this is the biggest thing.”

“It's not about money.”

“But because your whole family… never considered me a human being.”

"This kiss, we must break up."