Chapter 8 — Hiding 500,000 Bonus, I Made My Husband Leave Empty

Another recording continued to play.

“Dad, I have a fever... very uncomfortable...”

"Why should I tell dad if I have a fever?"

“Dad is not a doctor!”

“Go find your mother!”

One paragraph at a time. It's all indifference, irritation and denial of his responsibility towards his son. These recordings. It's something I've secretly saved for the past two years. Little by little. I originally thought... I would never need it in my whole life. But in the end. There is still a day when it must be opened. The sound of the recording still echoed in the living room. Everyone was dumbfounded. Mother-in-law was bewildered. Tran Dinh gasped. As for Tran Hao's face... I can no longer use the word pale to describe it. It is the ash color of despair. I turned off the recording. Then looked up at him. His eyes were cold to the extreme.

“Now…”

“Do you still want to fight for custody of my child?”

Tran Hao completely collapsed. He looked at me like I was a demon. Perhaps even to death he would not be able to understand it. The wife who was once devoted to him, gentle and thoughtful in his eyes... Why did she turn into the person she is today. Someone who clearly calculates each step. His hands were full of evidence that was strong enough to give him no way back.

“I... I...”

He pointed at me. Lips trembling. But I couldn't utter a complete sentence. Mother-in-law and Tran Dinh were also completely stunned. Maybe they didn't expect it. I still have things like that in my hand.

“Chu Tinh, you are so scary.”

Finally, Tran Hao struggled to say a sentence.

“When did you start being wary of me?”

“Since the first time I took the money I used to buy rice for my family…”

“Give my sister a lipstick.”

It was the second year after we got married. Just a very small thing. So small that he probably forgot about it long ago. But I still remember. Also from that day. I understand that. This man is not worth relying on. In his heart. Our small family will forever rank behind his biological family. I don't cry. Also don't cause trouble. I just silently prepared a way out for myself. And for my son. I started taking notes. Start preserving evidence. Every unusual expense. Every time I was treated unfairly. I recorded everything clearly. One account at a time. One story at a time. I'm like a little squirrel. Quietly stocking up on food for the winter. As for him and his family... Again like frogs in a pot of warm water. Enjoy my sacrifice. Wasting my tolerance. But never realized it. The water temperature is increasing little by little. Until today. The water has boiled. Everything comes to a time of payment. Tran Hao said nothing more. He picked up his pen. Tremblingly he signed his name on the divorce agreement. The mother-in-law burst into tears and screamed miserably.

“My son!”

“Why is my fate so miserable!”

“Marry a woman like her!”

“Our Tran family really has eight generations of bad luck!”

Tran Dinh also stood next to wipe away tears. I coldly looked at the drama in front of me. Wait for Tran Hao to finish signing. I took back the divorce agreement. One copy for me. One copy for him. One copy for procedures.

"Alright."

I spoke up leisurely.

“The show is over.”

“You can go now.”

The mother-in-law's crying suddenly stopped. She raised her head. Eyes full of resentment looked at me.

"Why Do we have to go?”

“This is my son's house!”

I raised my eyebrows.

“Your son just signed his name.”

“Voluntarily abandoned this family.”

“Please everyone leave my house immediately.”

“If not.”

“I will report it to the police.”

I just picked up the phone. Make preparations to call 110. Mother-in-law screamed.

“Why don't I dare?”

My eyes were cold and determined. She was startled by that atmosphere. I'm not joking. She tugged on Tran Hao's arm.

“Son, let's go!”

"I don't believe that if you leave her, you won't be able to live!"

"That kind of hard-hearted woman, whoever marries her will be unlucky!"

Just cursing. She just pulled Tran Hao out. Tran Dinh also hurriedly followed. When going to the door. Tran Hao suddenly stopped walking. He turned his head. Look at me deeply. Those eyes were extremely complicated. There is resentment. There is regret. There is unwillingness. But in the end. He just bowed. Hugging the cardboard box containing all of my belongings. Then there was no turning back. Quietly leave. The door slammed shut. The whole world immediately became quiet.