Chapter 5 — Divorce Keeps House

The boy stood in front of the office building, half lost, still clutching a pencil in his hand. I quickly walked over and squatted down in front of my child. "Tieu Du, are you scared?" The boy shook his head, but asked me quietly. "Mom, is Dad really going to die?" My throat felt like something was blocking it. I hugged my child. "No." "Dad is sick, the doctor will handle it." "But grown-up matters should not be used to scare you." Tieu Du buried his face in my shoulder. "Grandma said before, if you don't behave, dad will be irritated to death." My whole body stiffened. These words, I never knew. I thought they were just acting tragic in front of me. Unexpectedly, behind them, even a child was not spared. The homeroom teacher said softly: "Ms. Trinh, the child's emotions are really not stable at this time." "The few times he wrote an essay, he was afraid that his mother wouldn't need him anymore, afraid that his father would get sick." I closed my eyes tightly. When I opened my eyes again, the last bit of hesitation in my heart was gone. I took Tieu Du out of school and went straight to my mother's house. My mother saw her, her eyes immediately turned red. "Why are you making so much noise all the way to the school?" I said: "Mom, you two can stay at my place for the past few days." "Don't open the door for anyone who comes." My mother nodded. "I know." I told Tieu Du to go to the room to do his homework, then immediately go home to get the documents. On the way, lawyer Manh called. "Miss Trinh, is it convenient for you to talk now?" "Convenient." His voice was even deeper than before. "I found out that 300,000 VND loan from Mr. Han, then followed the cash flow of the statement to check again." "That money only stayed in his account for less than ten minutes." "Soon after that, the money was transferred back to another account of Han Lap Dan." My heart beat. "That means, that loan is fake?" "Most likely to fabricate evidence of capital contribution." Lawyer Manh paused for a moment. "But what's more troubling is, they may have a loan note in their hands." "If you don't have proof of full payment, they will take the division of the house to make it difficult for you." I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. "I have it." "The prepayment that year was from my parents selling the old house to me." me." "The transfer notes, the house purchase contract, the bank statements, are all in the safe at home." The other end of the line was silent for a second. "Then you have to hurry." "If the other person is also thinking about this, they might have already come to your house." I stepped on the brake pedal. Because as soon as I turned into the apartment complex, I saw a familiar car parked downstairs. The car door opens. Han Lap Dan was holding a cardboard box, coming out from the hallway. 06 I rolled down the car window and coldly called him. "Han Lap Dan." His body clearly stiffened. The cardboard box almost slipped out of my arms. He turned his head to see me, panic flashed across his face, then immediately forced himself to frown. "Sister-in-law, why are you back here?" I got out of the car and walked over quickly. "In your arms."
What are you holding?" Han Lap Dan instinctively hid the cardboard box behind his back. "Nothing." I reached out to take it. He stepped back. "This is what my brother told me to get." "Your brother and I are not divorced yet." "This house also has my right to live." "You entered the house to take things without my permission, what does that mean?" Han Lap Dan's face was unsightly. "Sister-in-law, don't speak so harshly." "Brother I'm in the hospital, I'm here to get some clothes for him." I stared at that cardboard box. Inside, a corner of a blue clipboard peeked out from the top. That was the clip where I kept the house purchase documents. I reached out and grabbed the edge of the box. "Where are the clothes?" Han Lap Dan pulled hard and didn't let go. The moment we struggled, another person stepped out in the hallway. Dien Giai. In her hand she was holding the spare key to my safe. Blood was in her body. I immediately felt cold. I always kept that key in the secret compartment in the main bedroom drawer. Only Han Lap Xuyen knew. Dien Giai saw me, her face turned pale. "Sister-in-law." I stared at the key in her hand. "Are you going to my bedroom?" Dien Giai quickly explained. "We just help Lap Xuyen find things." She couldn't say. Han Lap Dan took the opportunity to take the box and walk towards the car blocking the car door, opening the video recording mode on his phone. "Put your things down." Han Lap Dan's face darkened. "Trinh An Ninh, don't be too harsh." "This is my brother's house." "It's also my house." "Inside there are personal assets and my pre-marriage records." "You have no right to take them away." The security guard at the apartment gate heard the movement and walked over. "What's going on?" I immediately said: "They haven't been allowed to take it away." My consent entered my house, plotting to take away my documents.” Han Lap Dan was impatient. "We are relatives!" The security guard looked at him, then looked at me. "Landlord, do you need to call the police?" I said: "Yes." Han Lap Dan's face immediately changed. "Sister-in-law, it's not necessary, right?" I pointed the camera at the carton.