Chapter 9 — Forced to return 80 tables, I overturned the divorce table and left them empty-handed

People who used to watch plays now avoid them like the plague. Tree falls... monkey melts. The wall collapsed... people stepped on it. That is reality. They started calling me frantically. Call my parents. If you can't call... then come directly and block me. Blocked under my house. Blocked under grandmother's house. Block even under the company. Trieu Xuan Mai hugged my leg, tears and runny nose.

“Van Van, mom was wrong, it's all my fault!”

“Please forgive us, we know it's wrong!”

Chu Le also cried.

“Sister-in-law, I sold the car, I'll give you the money back!”

“Tell the lawyer to withdraw the application, I beg you!”

Chu Hao was so emaciated that he looked ten years older. He knelt down and slapped himself in the face.

"To Van, you are wrong! You are not human!"

“I'm sorry, can you give me another chance?”

"Let's not divorce anymore, let's live again from the beginning..."

I looked at them. Looking at the three faces crying and begging, as if truly regretful. But in my heart... there are no more waves. Knowing so early, why need today? I withdrew my foot from Trieu Xuan Mai's hand and took a step back.

“It's too late to say these words now.”

My voice was cold as ice.

“The path is yours to choose.”

“The consequences… must also be borne by oneself.”

“We… meet in court.”

Having said that, I didn't look at them again. Turn around and enter the company building. Leaving behind... three people completely collapsed, crying in despair. 10 The day the trial opened, the sky was surprisingly clear, the soft sunlight spread down as if everything had been arranged to close an old part of life. I wore a neat business suit, light but delicate makeup, and my whole body looked like I had just stepped out of a better version of myself. In complete contrast, the three members of the Chu family looked like their vitality had just been drained, their faces were gray, and their expressions were so haggard that they were no longer recognizable. Trieu Xuan Mai's hair has turned more than half white, Chu Le's eyes are as puffy as two walnuts, and Chu Hao is skinny, his eyes are both scared and resentful, and there is no longer any of the spirit of the past. In the courtroom, lawyer Truong Han kept perfect rhythm, sharp words, clear arguments, step by step pushing the opponent into a position of no return. Every piece of evidence presented, loan papers, audio recordings, transfer history, adultery videos, each thing was like a hammer blow straight to the face of the truth that they could not deny. The lawyer on Chu's side rushed to the last minute, had almost no ability to resist, and under intense pressure, he could only step back step by step, and finally remained silent. The whole trial happened so quickly that it was like a lightning attack, not giving the opponent any chance to turn around. When the verdict was announced, the judge's voice rang out clearly and sternly, each sentence seemed to seal the final outcome. First, accepting the divorce between Chu Hao and me, the marriage relationship officially ended. Second, the property during the marriage was divided according to my request, the house and car belonged to me, Chu Hao left empty-handed. Third, for the 500,000 yuan loan, within one month from the effective date of the judgment, Chu Hao must fully repay both principal and interest. Fourth, the 300,000 yuan car given to Chu Le was determined to be an illegal transfer of assets, forcing the entire car purchase price to be refunded within one month. Thursday, the whole thing The 110,000 yuan Chu Hao spent on his mistress must be fully repaid. Sixth, Chu Hao company's tax evasion behavior was transferred to the economic investigation agency for further handling. The sound of a hammer hitting. Everything… ends. Trieu Xuan Mai collapsed on the spot, cried and rolled around, screaming meaningless words, but in the end was still dragged out by judicial officers without any respect. Chu Le pointed straight at me, her face distorted, cursing non-stop, her words so unpleasant that they made people turn away. Chu Hao stood there like an empty corpse, looking at me with empty eyes, as if his whole world had just collapsed. I didn't look at them again. I stood up and bowed deeply to Truong Han's lawyer team.

“Thank you everyone.”

Truong Han just smiled slightly, his eyes calm and sure.

“This is what we should do, justice may come late, but it will never be absent.”

I walked out of court. The sunlight fell on my shoulders, so warm that it made me feel like I had just been reborn. A few days later, while walking around, I accidentally saw Chu Le standing in front of a luxury goods store. In her hand was the Chanel bag I once gave her. Now she was haggling over hundreds of yuan, her face red from arguing with the shop owner. The old sophistication has disappeared, replaced by a tired, pragmatic and struggling look. I drove past. Don't stop.