Chapter 7 — I Tear Up The Script They Wrote For My Life

I don't answer your question. Just coldly asked again.

"What is up?"

“Dien Dien, listen to me, quickly go to the police station and explain to me, it's all just a misunderstanding!”

“Tell them to let you go!”

“Mom please!”

She burst into tears right on the phone.

“Now you know how to beg me?”

"When you cooperated with them to plan for me, why didn't you think this day would come?"

"Mom was wrong! Dien Dien! Mom really knew it was wrong!"

"Mom was just confused for a moment! Blinded by the devil!"

“Please forgive me this time!”

Her cry was almost heart-breaking. If it was before today... Maybe I would have softened. But now, I just find it ironic.

"Okay."

I said calmly.

“I want you to forgive me.”

“Return the red book of the house my father left me.”

The other end of the line immediately went silent. After a while, my mother cautiously opened her mouth.

“Dien Dien… why did you get the red book?”

"Didn't I already say that that house will be used as your dowry later?"

At this point... She still wants to play tricks on me.

"Dowry?"

I laughed coldly.

“To marry you…”

"How about marrying Chu Minh, so that the house can be turned into your wedding house?"

“Mom, don't do that little calculation of yours in front of me anymore.”

“Give me one day.”

“At this time tomorrow, I want to see the red book.”

“If not…”

"As Chu Minh and Trieu Dinh are today, mother will be the same tomorrow."

I didn't give her any chance to bargain, so I hung up directly. I know she will compromise. Because she was scared. I'm afraid I'll really drag you to jail with them. The next afternoon, my mother proactively made an appointment. The location is a coffee shop. She looked much more haggard. After just one night, I felt like I had aged ten years. She took out a file bag from her pocket and pushed it towards me.

“Dien Dien… the red book is here.”

“Let's take a look.”

I opened the file bag. Inside were the documents of my father's old house. The owner's name is still Dad. I checked it carefully, confirmed there was no problem, then put it in my bag.

“Mom, can I go to the police station and change my statement?”

My mother looked at me impatiently.

“Tell them it was all just a misunderstanding.”

"You and Chu Minh were just arguing between lovers."

I looked at her and gave her a smile that made her feel a little more secure.

“I will definitely go ‘explain’.”

“I will tell the police clearly…”

"The three of you assigned tasks to coordinate with each other, step by step leading you into the trap."

“I will also tell them…”

"Your biological mother sold out her own daughter in order to buy a wedding house for her grandson."

My mother's face immediately turned pale.

“You… you donkey?!”

“I'm just learning from you.”

I stood up and looked down at her from above.

“Using the way my mother taught me…”

“To deal with mom.”

“How does it feel?”

My mother fell down on the chair, her whole body trembling, and she couldn't say a word. I didn't look at her again, turned around and left the cafe. After getting my red book back, the rock in my heart finally fell by half. But this… It's still far from over. I returned to my apartment. The place that used to be my "home" where Chu Minh and I lived together. I plan to pack my things and leave this place completely. I turned on my computer, preparing to erase all traces related to him. Unknowingly, I clicked on an encrypted folder. Before me have seen this directory before. But because I don't know the password, I have never been able to open it. Whatever the devil, I entered Trieu Dinh's birthday.

“Correct password.”

The folder pops open. But what's inside... Makes me feel like I've been struck by lightning. Whole body cold. Those aren't books. Not a photo either. It's each surveillance video. In the sealed folder are all video files. File names are all date and time. Starting from the first day Chu Minh and I moved into this apartment. Until yesterday. Not a single day is missed. My hands trembled as I opened the earliest video. The image that appears is the living room. That was the day Chu Minh and I had just moved in and were happily decorating our new home together. The angle of the video... It came from the decoration above the TV again. Has a hidden super small camera. I kept playing the second, third video... Even in the bathroom mirror... There were cameras everywhere. That house that I thought was warm... It turned out to be just a cage watched by countless eyes. It's a clown locked in a cage for others to enjoy. My life.