Chapter 4 — I Just Take Back What Belongs To Me

Tran Hao's face turned red. He pointed straight at me.

"I... I planned it in advance!"

I calmly looked at him. Planning? Could it be that... The day I sold the house my father left behind to collect enough money for a deposit... I also planned that today would come? Khuong Vy gently signaled me to keep quiet. She then continued:

"Dear Jury, the plaintiff has another request."

"During the marriage, the defendant arbitrarily transferred the name of this house to a third person, Chu Nha."

"We believe that this is an intentional act of dissipating the common property of husband and wife, so we ask the Court to cancel this name transfer."

Chu Nha immediately stood up.

"What? Cancel the name transfer?"

The judge knocked his gavel hard.

"Keep order!"

Chu Nha had to sit down. Her face was pale. During a break in the trial, Tran Hao quickly ran to hold my hand.

"Lam Niem, let's talk."

I bent down to look at his hand.

"Let go."

His voice softened.

"Nien Niem, don't be like that. After all, we were once husband and wife. Is there anything we can't calmly talk to each other about?"

I forcefully pushed his hand away.

"Tran Hao."

"Didn't you yourself say that the house is in your name and has nothing to do with me?"

He was dumbfounded. I looked straight into his eyes.

"You still asked me what evidence I have."

"Now..."

"Have you seen it?"

I turned around and left. Behind him, Tran Hao's screams were immediately heard.

"Lam Niem! You will regret it!"

I never turned around. As I passed by the audience seats, I saw a familiar figure. It's Tran Lo, Tran Hao's cousin. She sat next to Tran Hao's family, looked at me as if she wanted to say something, then stopped. I quietly moved my eyes. Then Khuong Vy and Khuong Vy walked out of the courtroom. Second trial. Khuong Vy presented all the evidence one by one before the Trial Council.

"This is a deposit transfer document, a total of 1,200,000 yuan."

"This is the home installment statement for 5 years, the total amount is nearly 500,000 yuan."

"This is Ms. Lam Niem's income confirmation and bank account statement."

She held each file up to the judge.

"From this evidence, it can be seen that Ms. Lam Niem's average monthly income is about 28,000 yuan, significantly higher than that of Mr. Tran Hao."

"During the marriage, Ms. Lam Niem not only paid the entire home loan alone but also shouldered most of the family's living expenses."

Tran Hao sat dumbfounded. Couldn't utter a word. His lawyer tried to argue.

"These evidence can only prove that Ms. Lam Niem has paid the home loan, but cannot prove the origin of the deposit..."

"About the origin of the deposit..."

Khuong Vy immediately interrupted.

"The plaintiff has provided a full chain of financial evidence."

"On March 10, 2019, Ms. Lam Niem sold the house left by her father, earning 1,200,000 yuan."

"On March 15, 2019, this entire amount was transferred from Ms. Lam Niem's personal account to the investor's account to pay the deposit."

She opened the bank statement.

"The house sale price is 1,200,000 yuan."

"Five days later, the same amount was used to pay the deposit."

She looked straight at Tran Hao.

"May I ask, Mr. Tran, is there anything else you need to explain?"

Tran Hao's face darkened. He pointed his finger at me.

"She... that year She agreed to let the house be in my name!"

Khuong Vy smiled.

"Mr. Tran."

"Whose name the certificate of ownership is in and who actually paid for the house are two completely different issues."

"The law is based on cash flow and evidence of capital contribution, not just looking at the name on the book."

The audience seats echoed with chatter again.

"For 5 years, she paid in installments?"

"Her income is higher than Tran Hao?"

"So doesn't Tran Hao depend on his wife..."

Tran Hao suddenly stood up.

"Nonsense! I don't rely on my wife to live!"

The judge immediately knocked his gavel.

"The defendant is requested to remain calm."

The lawyer had to quickly sit him down. Tran Hao's face was sometimes white, sometimes blue. I looked at him. Strangely calm inside. For 5 years... I left early and left late. Overtime until late at night. He always blames me:

"Every day I just work overtime, not taking care of my family."

Yet today... It's those overtime times. It's every amount of money in that bank statement. Proven... In the end, who is the one supporting this whole family?