Chapter 8 — Because of his ex-wife, he lost everything

“What about fifty thousand?” I raised my head to look at him, "You transferred fifty thousand without even saying a word to me. Is that a big deal?"

Luc Hanh Chu's expression stiffened, and he immediately regained his reason: "That money is to pay for Duong Duong's school, not to be wasted. Furthermore, it's only fifty thousand, we can still earn it back later, but the opportunity to choose a school for Duong Duong is only once, if you miss it, that's it. You're an adult, why do you have to compare yourself with a child?"

“Compared with a child.” I repeated these words, suddenly bursting into laughter. “Luc Hanh Chu, do you think that as long as you bring up the word 'child', whatever you do will be right?”

“I didn't mean that…”

“That's exactly what I meant.” My voice suddenly rose, "I'm four months pregnant, how many times have you taken me for a prenatal checkup? Tham Duong made one phone call and I ran, leaving you alone at home at midnight to go keep company with Duong Duong. Where were you when I was at home vomiting in the dark? I was at Tham Duong's house to put her baby to sleep!"

"Fifty thousand, of which thirty thousand is your money," I said with each word, "The money I have saved for many years, to save for the time of being single and raising the children. Without asking you a word, I transferred it all to my ex-wife. Have you ever thought about my feelings? Do you know that when I saw that my account balance was only three thousand yuan, did you feel anything?"

“Dan Thanh…”

“I never thought about it.” My eye sockets were red, but I tried to hold back the tears from falling. "In my heart, there has only ever been Tham Duong and Duong Duong. What do you think? You are just a decoration that I brought home, a tool that doesn't make any noise or demands, and can also help you share housework and do housework. When I need you, where are you? When I'm sick and bedridden, where are you? When I'm alone in line in the hospital waiting to be examined, where are you?"

Luc Hanh Chu's face changed from green to white, and it took him a long time to come up with a sentence: "Don't you just feel that I treat Duong Duong too well, so you're cold to me? Do you have to say such harsh things? Duong Duong is my son, if you don't take care of him, who will?"

"Just because of this, you insist on a divorce. Even if you don't think about me, you still have to think about the child in your belly, right? Can you bear to let your child be born without a father?"

I looked at him, my eyes so quiet that it was cold.

“There are no more children.”

Luc Hanh Chu was stunned: "What did you say?"

“You said,” I said, “I had an abortion.”

Luc Hanh Chu's eyes moved down to my stomach. He finally discovered that the slightly protruding belly that was previously flattened was now flat. Next, the expression on his face turned from disbelief to an almost uncontrollable rage:

“You dare... You dare to have an abortion without consulting me?!” His voice roared, the blue veins on his neck clearly showing, "That's also my child! On what basis do you make your own decisions? On what basis do you rely?! Khuong Dan Thanh, you are truly too cruel, you are truly a cruel woman!"

I stood up, facing him, not even taking a step back.

"Are you worthy of being his father?" My voice wasn't high, but each word was like a knife, "From the moment I was pregnant until now, what have you done for this baby? I took you to the prenatal check-up." how many times? Do you know when your due date is? Do you know how much weight I lost when my morning sickness was at its worst?

“I don't know anything, because I don't care at all. I only care about when Tham Duong's phone rings, I only care about whether I can make it to Duong Duong's sports festival in time, I only care about whether my ex-wife is living well.

“So if you leave this baby, what does it have to do with me?”

“Miss…”