Chapter 5 — After Notarizing 5 Houses, I Just Got Married

“So we both contribute.”

“What is your share?”

“I'm stuck with money these days—”

"Three months ago, you didn't borrow 380,000 yuan from the app? It's not like you're stuck with money."

His whole body stiffened. The hallway light shined on his face, I saw his throat slide up and down.

“You… how do you know?”

“Tran Hao, I'm your wife, I've seen all of your credit report.”

“You dare check my credit?”

"Is there a problem? Didn't you say that husband and wife shouldn't have secrets?"

His facial expression changed three times within three seconds.

“That amount of money was a joint venture between me and my friend—”

"Which friend? Chu Dinh?"

The last bit of blood drained from his face.

"Which Chu Dinh? What are you talking about?"

I took out my phone and opened that photo. Trieu Phong Square coffee shop, table next to the window. Tran Hao held Chu Dinh's hand, ten fingers intertwined.

“This is Chu Dinh.”

He glared at the photo.

"You took the photo? You followed me?"

“Is that the focus you need to pay attention to?”

“To Niem, you follow your husband, is this normal?”

“You just transferred 330 thousand yuan to another woman and registered your marriage with me, is this normal?”

His lips moved a few times, but couldn't force out a single word. I also took out a screenshot of the bank statement. Three months ago transferred 80,000, two months ago transferred 5,000, one month ago transferred 12,000, three days before the wedding transferred 8,000. Every single item is clear.

"330,000, all transferred to Chu Dinh. Tran Hao, you used the app loan money to keep a mistress, then forced me to transfer the title to the house to fill the gap for you?"

“I don't—”

"So these are fake? Can you tell me which picture is fake?"

He grabbed my wrist that was holding the phone.

“To Niem, please delete these.”

“Let go.”

“Delete now!”

“I told you to let go!”

I used all my strength to pull it out. He took a step forward, I took a step back. We confronted each other in the entrance hall. His eyes were no longer the gentle and considerate Tran Hao. In those eyes, there was only confusion and anger when their scheme was exposed.

"To Niem, please talk slowly. I can explain these things—"

“No need.”

“Don't get excited—”

“Tran Hao, I have already invited a lawyer.”

He took a step back.

“What lawyer?”

"Divorce lawyer. The documents were submitted this afternoon. Notarization of pre-marital assets is in my hands, your app loan of 380 thousand yuan was used for adultery, belongs to your personal debt. To put it simply—"

“You won't get a penny.”

His face turned completely white.

“I can't do that—”

“What can't I do?”

“We've been married less than two weeks!”

"Yes, in less than two weeks, you've done so many things. Think carefully, you did it first."

He clenched his fists, then let them go. Repeat several times.

“To Niem, I beg you, give me one more chance.”

"I already gave it. The day I registered, I gave you a chance, so you didn't need it yourself."

He suddenly knelt down. The knee hit the tile floor, making a "thud" sound.

“Wife, I will cut off Chu Dinh immediately—I will slowly repay the money—I guarantee that later—”

“You stand up.”

“I promise not to divorce you—”

“I said, you stand up.”

I looked down at him. Two weeks ago, this man wearing a white shirt, holding roses, stood in front of the door of the Civil Affairs Department waiting for me. Now he was kneeling on the ground, looking extremely miserable. I pushed past him, opened the closet, and took a jacket.

"Your belongings will be cleaned within three days. This house is mine, you have no right to stay."

I slammed the door. The moment the door closed, I heard the sound of ceramics breaking inside. He broke something. But that has nothing to do with me anymore. Going down to the basement garage, I sat in the car and started the engine. Hands don't shake at all. Eyes are also dry. I texted her.

"The cards are over. Prepare for divorce."

She answered very quickly.

"Come back here to stay. I'll go with you tomorrow."

I started the engine and drove out of the apartment complex. The night scene of the city flashed by outside the window, neon lights flashing on the windshield at dawn and dusk. There are some roads, if you go wrong, you can turn back. But there are some people who are not worth your second glance. The next day, my aunt indeed came. She drove a modest black sedan, wore dark glasses, and looked like she had just stepped out of some important meeting. And it was true that she had just come out of a meeting. To Nha Cam, Chairman of Cam Hoa Group, holds three large segments: real estate, cultural tourism and hotels, with total assets exceeding ten billion yuan. But in the Tran family's eyes, she was just "To Niem's aunt with no background". Because my aunt has never revealed her identity in front of the Tran family. She met Tran Hao twice, each time wearing basic Uniqlo clothes and driving a Toyota Corolla that cost around 100,000 yuan. Tran Hao even asked me: "Does your aunt sell vegetables at the market?" I didn't answer at that time. Thinking back now, the reason he dared to blatantly ask for a house, raise a mistress, and secretly borrow money through an app was because he thought I had no support. A woman without parents, she had no talent—in his eyes, she was a lucrative prey. She parked the car under the lobby of my apartment building.

“Have you packed your things yet?”

“Last night I told him to move out within three days.”

"Three days is too long. Call someone to change the lock today."

Then she dialed the phone. Forty minutes later, the locksmith arrived, accompanied by a security officer. We went upstairs. The moment the door opened— The messy living room was devastated. The flower vase on the tea table was broken, the cake box was thrown to the ground, the sofa cushion was pulled off and thrown around in the corner. The photo frame of the two of us together on the TV shelf was broken, and glass was scattered all over the floor. But the people are no longer there. She glanced around, calmly as if looking at a model house that needed renovation.

“Change the lock, install a door control system, add a camera.”

Locksmiths work quickly. I started cleaning up the mess. When I picked up the broken pieces, I discovered that under the photo frame was a piece of paper. Tran Hao's handwriting:

“To Niem, you will definitely regret it.”

I took a photo of the paper and saved it in a folder. Then roll it up and throw it straight into the trash.