Chapter 15 — Don't tease your wife

Tham Man looked at me and said there was still something more fatal. I raised my eyes. She said, that day when Ha Thua An forced her to withdraw the lawsuit, Ma Thuc Mai was also present. That old woman knelt in front of her house and cried for three days straight. Crying until the end, she let out one sentence. "My Thua An is still young, he cannot be destroyed in the hands of a woman." The light in the convenience store was so bright it was blinding. I closed the file bag. The phone screen suddenly lit up. A message popped out from an unfamiliar number. *Phuong Anh Tuyet, don't meet people you shouldn't meet.* I looked at that text and slowly raised my head. Outside the convenience store's glass window, a man wearing a cap just turned and left. 14When I chased him out, the other man turned into the next alley. Thieu Ninh quickly pulled me back. Don't chase. Her voice was pressed very low. They just want to force you to do it. I stopped walking. The night wind blew, the sensor bell at the convenience store behind was still ringing. Tham Man stood inside the glass door, his face as white as paper. Apparently she had seen the other person too. She said, it was Ha Thua An's cousin. In the past, he also went to her house to cause chaos. I looked back. Tham Man's hand was shaking, but he still tried to pull out the phone. She pulled out an old photo. In the photo, that man is standing next to Ha Thua An, holding his shoulder, smiling extremely proudly. I sent the photo to Shao Ninh. Thieu Ninh immediately transferred it to the police officer in charge of the incident at the hospital. Then she looked at me. Anh Tuyet, starting from tonight, you and your aunt are not allowed to travel alone anymore. I nodded. Not out of fear. It's about not giving the evil person the opportunity to give the knife. At four o'clock in the morning, we returned to the hospital room. My father is still sleeping, his face is better than before. My mother sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes red but not crying. She saw Tham Man and was stunned for a moment. I briefly explained who she was. My mother didn't ask any more questions. She stood up and poured Tham Man a glass of warm water. Tham Man held a glass of water, tears flowing freely. She said, that year when she needed someone to believe in her the most, everyone advised her not to make a fuss. Relatives say that when men drink alcohol, it is inevitable that they sometimes become agitated. Her friends told her that if she continued to cause trouble, she would not want to get married in the future. The Ha family said she ruined Ha Thua An's entire life. Hearing this, my mother's lips trembled. She said softly: "Girl, you have suffered." Tham Man couldn't hold back anymore, he covered his face and burst into tears. I stood by the window, looking at the gradually brightening sky. But there is absolutely no softness in my heart anymore. At eight o'clock in the morning, Thieu Ninh accompanied me to apply for a Personal Safety Protection Order to the court. Attached documents include videos from the apartment complex, emergency medical records, photos of the company lobby, testimony about the blocking of the hospital room door, and text messages provided by Tham Man. After the receptionist finished reading, his face was extremely serious. She said she would handle it as soon as possible. When I walked out of the courthouse, a new top search keyword appeared on my phone. The revelation in last night's livestream has fermented at breakneck speed. The inconsistency in Ha Thua An's words was scrutinized by netizens frame by frame. The arm that he kept complaining about hurt and couldn't move, grabbed the staff member in front of the control desk very forcefully. The scene of Ma Thuc Mai screaming for fifty thousand also spread widely on the internet. Someone started apologizing to me. Some people admitted that they were a bit hasty before. But there are also those who still sarcastically insinuate, saying that no matter what, a woman who beats her husband to the hospital is also cruel. I turned off the phone. I don't need everyone to like me. I just need them to see clearly

truth. At noon, a lawyer's letter from Ha Thua An arrived. In the letter, I wrote that I had seriously harmed him physically and mentally, requested compensation of eighty thousand and publicly apologized. After reading it, Thieu Ninh burst out laughing. She said: "He also has the audacity to open his mouth and ask for it." I said: "Then give him a response." In the afternoon, Thieu Ninh systematized our evidence into official documents. Divorce. Divide the joint installment property after marriage and the corresponding increased value. Investigate responsibility for harming reputation due to malicious acts of spreading cut-and-pasted videos. Investigate responsibility for acts of blocking doors, causing chaos at the company, arbitrarily moving property, and harassment in hospital rooms. And also the issue of Ha Thua An hiding information about serious risks before marriage. Every detail is nailed down without any gaps. There was no crying or complaining. There was no pleading. There is only evidence and legal claims. At dusk, the court announced that the Protection Order had been preliminarily evaluated. The documents will be served no later than this evening. After listening, my mother breathed a long sigh of relief. But Thieu Ninh's expression did not relax. The time before the protective order is served is when things are most likely to happen, she said. I was just about to speak when the phone rang again. It's a strange number.