Chapter 23 — Being Slagged by My Husband for Salty Soup, I Made My Husband's Whole Family Pay

Bank card. And the bride price card... I've never even touched a single coin. Ma Phuong Cam sat on the sofa, her hair messy. She no longer looked arrogant and overbearing like last night. Seeing me holding the suitcase up. Her lips trembled slightly.

"Tieu Hoa."

"After all, we are family."

"Don't push things to the end."

I stopped walking.

"From the first time you plotted against me..."

"We are no longer family."

Tears immediately fell from her eyes.

"Han Tranh..."

"His life is over."

I looked straight at her.

"He destroyed himself."

"It's because of you guys."

"It's not because of me."

Han Duc Hai did not return. Han Hieu Dong was also detained to continue coordinating the investigation. Han Dung left the family chat group that night. The people from last night were still standing in front of the house. He texted me in turn to apologize. I don't answer. It wasn't until last night that they learned about the so-called "family rules" of the Han family. It was only last night... They realized it. That family rule... Finally comes back to bite them. Half a month later. I officially filed for divorce with the court. At the same time, I asked to confirm the amount of money I spent to buy the house. Claim compensation for damages. And return all of your property. Han Tranh does not agree to divorce. During the mediation. He still tried to look pitiful. Said I was just temporarily confused. Say I'm making a big deal out of it. Made him lose his job. I looked at his once dislocated arm. Said calmly.

"I'm not stupid."

"You're just intentionally doing bad things."

The court declared accepting the divorce petition. House purchase deposit. Money for renovations. I paid for the furniture and household appliances. All are recognized by law. And I was refunded the corresponding benefits. The bride price card... Was also returned to me. In the judgment. The court clearly determined that Han Tranh had committed adultery. Domestic violence. And intentionally disperse assets during marriage. The case of falsification of documents. Impersonating to look up records. The same act of preparing illegal loan documents. Separated and processed according to regulations. And that other media account. They also had to publicly apologize. At the same time, compensate me for damages. The date the judgment officially takes effect. I don't have a party to celebrate. I just returned to the dojo. Master gave me my old uniform.

"Tieu Hoa."

"Do you want to go back?"

I gently stroked the old writing on the uniform. Smiling softly. I'm not going back to the ring anymore. I opened a class right at the dojo. Do not teach others how to be aggressive. Just teach them how to recognize danger. How to preserve evidence. And how to protect yourself. First lesson. There were many women coming. There are girls who have just graduated. There are mothers carrying small children. There are also aunts and uncles with gray hair. But his eyes were still bright. I stood in the middle of the exercise mat. Look at each face before your eyes. Then speak slowly.

"Learn martial arts..."

"Not to knock other people down."

"It's for when someone forces you to kneel."

"You know..."

"I still have enough strength to stand up."

Someone asked me.

"Divorced..."

"Do you regret it?"

"The only thing I regret."

"It was for the so-called family."

"But the medals are kept too carefully."

"And put yourself down too much."

The sunset shines through the glass windows of the dojo. Golden rays of sunlight fell on the row of medals. I hung them back up. It is no longer the glory of the past. It's proof. For the day I truly find myself again. As for Han Tranh. Later I heard. He tried to contact me many times. Phone is blocked. Messages also cannot be sent. He also asked relatives to pass on the message. Said he wanted to meet in person to apologize. I just asked the lawyer to answer one question correctly.

"No need."

There are people. Not worthy of forgiveness. There are doors. Once closed. Then there's no need to open it again. I started learning martial arts when I was five years old. But not until this marriage ends. I just really learned. How to retract your fist. No more serving food to those who don't deserve it. There is no more cover for evil. No longer consider patience. Is an expression of love. From now on. If anyone still uses so-called rules to force me. I will let them know. My rules. Only. If you don't offend me, I won't back down.