Chapter 11 — After the Divorce, Please Get Out of My House

I interrupted directly.

“Ah… Miss Trieu…”

The other end of the line was a bit confused.

"If you have any requests, we can slowly negotiate. As long as it's reasonable, our side will definitely..."

“My request has been clearly written in the lawyer's letter.”

I said coldly.

"Request Ms. Truong Lan to publish a public apology letter in the city newspaper for three consecutive days."

“If not…”

“See you in court.”

Having finished speaking, I immediately hung up the phone. They are more afraid of this noise than I am. For the old unit... Truong Lan is now a stain. In order to put an end to the matter as soon as possible, they will not hesitate at any cost to force Truong Lan to meet my request. Less than ten minutes later, Tran Hao called. I don't know where he got the new number. His voice was hoarse, full of pleading.

“Trieu Nguyet… consider me begging you.”

“Forgive your mother.”

“Your mother is about to be driven crazy.”

“Forced crazy?”

Hearing this sentence, I just found it extremely funny.

“Tran Hao, did you call just to say those words?”

"Trieu Nguyet, I know it's wrong... we all know it's wrong..."

His voice trembled as if he was about to cry.

"Can you take down the article? Your mother is old, she can't stand such stimulation."

“Now she doesn't even dare to come out the door.”

“The old unit also came to find you and took you to handle this matter.”

“If this continues…”

“There will really be a murder!”

The three words "murder occurred" were emphasized extremely heavily by him. It sounds like a disguised threat.

“That's not something I need to worry about.”

My voice is cold.

"When she spread the news that I couldn't have children and had an affair outside..."

"Why don't you think my mother is also old, can she handle it?"

“It's not the same!”

Tran Hao still tried to justify.

“My mother… she just speaks harshly, she doesn't really have a bad heart…”

“No bad feelings?”

I laughed and asked back.

“Tran Hao, touch your conscience and speak.”

“In the past three years, I paid more than 600,000 yuan in gambling debt on your behalf…”

“Does she know?”

The other end of the line was silent.

“You time and time again cause trouble outside.”

“Who cried and begged me, saying this was the last time?”

"Who pointed it straight at me and scolded me, saying I couldn't control you and let you fail in your studies?"

“It's her.”

"On the one hand, she enjoys a happy life thanks to the money I earn for you and your mother."

“One side criticized me for being from an ordinary background and not helping your career.”

"She bragged to her relatives that I was good at making money."

"Someone behind my back said I was a chicken who couldn't lay eggs and couldn't keep a man's heart."

“Is that what you call… not having a bad heart?”

With every sentence I said, Tran Hao's breathing became a little faster. By the time I finished speaking... There was only a muffled cry on the other end of the line.

“Nguyet Nguyet… I'm sorry… I'm really sorry…”

This is the first time… I heard such a sincere apology from him. It's too late.

“No need to apologize anymore.”

I said coldly.

“If you want me to delete the post, that's fine.”

“Meets my conditions.”

"What conditions? Tell me! As long as I can do it!"

Tran Hao's voice sounded like a drowning man who had just grasped the last straw.

"The first."

"Mrs. Truong Lan herself must come in front of my mother, kneel down and kowtow to apologize."

“Post a public apology letter in the city newspaper for three consecutive days.”

“The area is not suitable smaller than a quarter of a newspaper page.”

I paused for a moment and then said the final condition.

“Pay me the full 628,000 yuan.”

“Not even a penny is missing.”

The other end of the line immediately went silent. I heard him breathing heavily. Like a cornered wild animal. A long time later... He spoke in a desperate voice:

“I… I don't have money…”

“I don't care if you have money or not.”

I said every word coldly.

“Or you can also choose not to pay.”

“Then that article will be online forever.”

“Those debt collectors will always follow you.”

“You choose yourself.”

I didn't give him another chance to speak and directly hung up. I know very well. These three conditions... Each of them stabbed straight into their danger zone. Bowing his head and apologizing... Crushed Truong Lan's self-esteem. Posting an apology... Makes her lose face in front of society. As for paying... It means completely eliminating the comfortable life that mother and daughter have clung to for so many years. I want them to hurt. Pain to the bone. It hurts so much that I can't forget it for the rest of my life. That afternoon, lawyer Vuong called me. He said a personal safety order was approved. Court staff will directly send the decision to Truong Lan and Tran Hao. From this moment on... If they dare to appear within a hundred meters of me or my family members, I can immediately report to the police. The police have the right to detain and punish them. My shield… Is finally unbreakable.