Chapter 5 — Locking my card to leave, I left my husband's family stranded in a seven-star hotel

He didn't answer.

"You earn 8,000 yuan a month, I pay for rent and car, I pay for utilities, 5,000 yuan for your mother is transferred from my card every month, 120,000 yuan for your brother's wedding is my money, 80,000 yuan to repair your father's house is also my money."

I list each item one by one. Every sentence is like a nail driven straight down.

“What about you?”

I looked at Tran Phong.

“Where did your 8,000 yuan salary end up being spent?”

Tran Phong's face turned red. The mother-in-law suddenly stood up.

“What do you want today when you talk so harshly?”

“My name is To Niem.”

I calmly corrected it.

“It's been three years and I still can't remember your name correctly.”

Her face was sometimes red, sometimes white.

“Do you want something?”

I leaned against the edge of the dining table, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I want everyone to understand that… the ATM stopped working today.”

“In the future, if you want to spend money, find your son.”

I turned to look at Tran Phong.

“Before the end of this month, I'll move all my stuff out.”

“What do you mean?”

Tran Phong suddenly raised his head.

“The meaning is as true as the words.”

I replied leisurely.

“This is my house, there is only my name on the house deed.”

Tran Phong took a step forward.

“You want a divorce?”

“Didn't you say you wanted to divorce me?”

I asked back.

"Yesterday in Ly Binh's voice message, he said, 'Tran Phong said he would divorce you'. I complete it for you."

Tran Phong's face changed continuously. The mother-in-law sat down on the sofa, suddenly clutching her chest and panting.

“My heart… my heart is not okay… you two want to anger me to death…”

I picked up the phone.

"There's nothing wrong with your heart. I saw the medical examination report last month."

“If you still don't go, I'll call the management.”

“To Niem, don't be too harsh.”

Tran Phong gritted his teeth.

“We are legally married, you have the right to stay in this house.”

"Your name is not on the house deed, you have no rights."

I looked at him.

“Do I need to call a lawyer and ask right now?”

Tran Phong stared at me for more than ten seconds. Finally he yanked his mother-in-law to her feet.

“Let's go, Mom.”

“She can do whatever she wants.”

The mother-in-law was dragged away and was still screaming:

"Tran Phong! You just let it go? It's on top of our Tran family and you still let it go like that?"

“Mom, go home first and talk.”

Tran Phong pulled her out. As he passed me, he lowered his voice:

“To Niem, you will regret it.”

The door slammed shut. I stood still, listening to their footsteps gradually disappear at the end of the hallway. Then I went out to the balcony and looked downstairs. A few minutes later, Tran Phong helped his mother-in-law step out of the apartment gate. She was still gesticulating and saying something non-stop. As for Tran Phong, his face was full of frustration and he walked straight towards the car. I returned to the living room, picked up the pillow my mother-in-law had just sat on, brushed it a few times, and put it back in its original place. Continue processing orders. The next three days, Tran Phong did not come anymore. But my phone has never been quiet. First was a series of messages from Tran Phong.

“To Niem, calm down, let's talk properly.”

“Change the door password, I'll go get some clothes.”

“What do you mean you didn't answer the phone?”

“Okay, if you want a cold war, let's have a cold war and see who can last longer.”

Then came the bombshell carved mother-in-law's phone. I didn't answer the phone, she changed to the landline phone, then used Tran Hao's phone to call, then continued to switch to Ly Binh's phone to call. I block everything. On Wednesday, a strange number called. I picked up the phone.

"Is it To Niem? You're Tran Phong's eldest sister... no, you're Tran My Hoa."

Tran My Hoa. Tran Phong's half-sister opened a small grocery store in the rural district, and normally had very little interaction with this side.

“Sister, what's going on?”

“Nem Niem…”

Her voice was extremely fake and friendly.

“Did you hear that Phong and I had an argument?”

“Not arguing.”

I corrected it.

“It's because I want a divorce.”

The other end of the line paused for a few seconds.

"Oh, no husband and wife don't argue at times, what about divorce?"

Tran My Hoa smiled wryly.

"I'll tell you, her mother's mouth is a bit harsh, but her heart is not bad. Be more generous, don't accept her."

I spoke up leisurely.

“For three years, 483,700 yuan, do you think it's just a matter of 'a bad mouth'?”

"Huh? 483,700 yuan?"

Tran My Hoa's voice was clearly startled. But he quickly regained his composure.

“That… Niem Niem, after all, Phong is my husband, a member of the family…”

“You made this phone call…”

I interrupted her.

“Is it your idea, or did your mother-in-law tell you to call?”

The other end of the line was silent for two seconds.

“It was my mother who told me to advise you.”

Tran My Hoa finally told the truth.

“She said I abandoned her in Sanya and then asked for a divorce, causing her blood pressure to increase.”

"I can't control whether her blood pressure is high or not."

My voice is calm.

“But my decision will not change.”