Chapter 10 — Marriage Costs 600,000 Yuan

I calmly said:

“Mom, I'm not crazy.”

“Don't call me mom!”

She shouted loudly.

“Our Tham family doesn't have a daughter-in-law like you!”

"You can't give birth to a child yourself. What if A Quyet has a child outside?"

"It's normal for a man in his position to have some things happen outside! Can't you just close one eye and open the other?"

My fingers tightened around the phone. Phuong Nhu Y bowed her head and wrote two words on paper: I immediately turned on the recording. Mother-in-law is still scolding.

"What's the use of you making trouble like this now? A Quyet is willing to give you 3,000,000 yuan for a house, which is already respecting the love between husband and wife! Don't be greedy and unreasonable!"

"The story of Chu Kieu's pregnancy... you've known for a long time, right?"

The other end of the line paused. Then she snorted coldly.

“What if you know?”

"In his belly is the grandson of our Tham family!"

I closed my eyes. It turns out that's it. Ms. Ly said Tham Quyet is not alone. The people she was afraid of... There was also the Tham family. The mother-in-law continued:

“I warn you, immediately delete all that junk and obediently sign the divorce papers.”

"Otherwise, we will spread the story about your mental instability after the miscarriage. At that time, don't blame us for being unfaithful!"

I opened my eyes. The last bit of heat in my heart also disappeared.

“Are you done talking yet?”

She was stunned.

“What do you mean?”

“If you haven't finished talking yet, just continue.”

I calmly replied.

“I'm recording.”

The other end of the line immediately went silent. A few seconds later, her voice lowered.

“Wen Duong, you are a daughter-in-law and dare to take advantage of your mother-in-law?”

I smiled faintly.

“I'm just learning from Tham Quyet.”

“Withhold evidence.”

I hung up. The office was quiet for a few seconds. Tan Tran cursed softly:

"It's true that if you're not from the same family, you can't enter the same door."

But Phuong Nhu Y was still very calm.

“This recording is very valuable.”

"She admitted that Chu Kieu was pregnant, also admitted that the Tham family knew about this, and also mentioned using mental issues to threaten her."

I looked out the window. The line of cars downstairs continued to flow endlessly, each car was rushing somewhere. It's been just me for the past four years… Stuck in place. Phuong Nhu Y put all documents in a file bag.

“Miss On, from now on don't meet Tham Quyet alone.”

“Don't meet Chu Kieu alone.”

“Furthermore, do not accept any private negotiations from the Tham family.”

I nodded. She looked at me.

“You have to prepare yourself mentally.”

“What mentality?”

“They will counterattack very quickly.”

Before I could ask how I would counterattack, my phone vibrated. Is a push notification from a news app. The title is extremely glaring.

"The general director of Tham Thi Group is divorced, sources say his wife has been mentally unstable for many years, has lost control many times and injured others."

I looked at that line... Suddenly burst into laughter. Tan Tran grabbed my phone, his expression dark and scary.

“Really quick.”

Phuong Nhu Y took the phone and glanced at it.

“Faster than I thought.”

“What to do now?”

Phuong Nhu Y raised her head, her eyes finally cold.

“If they want to push you out in public…”

“Then we will let the public see clearly…”

“In the end, who should be judged?”

The news spread extremely quickly. In less than two hours, related keywords have climbed to the top of hot searches local. In the comments section, someone said that a rich wife is not simple. Some people say that divorced women just want to divide more assets. Although it is true that some people say that their husband is having an affair, being "mentally unstable" is also very scary. Some people even dug up my previous studio photos, saying that after getting married I didn't work, didn't have children, only knew how to spend my husband's money, and now I turned around and wanted to divide the family fortune. I read every single comment. Read to the end... Not so angry anymore. Just feels ridiculous. It turns out that when a woman is devastated by her marriage and loses both her career and her children... The first reaction of outsiders is not what she has been through. Where does she depend on wanting money? Phuong Nhu Y did not let me speak up right away. She said:

“If you want to win public opinion, you cannot use emotions.”

“But you have to use rhythm.”

That evening, she arranged for me to do two things. First, file a divorce lawsuit along with a property preservation petition to the court. Second, contact the driver who took me to the hospital the day I miscarried last year. The driver's family name is Luong and he has worked for the Tham family for six years. When I called him, the other end of the line was silent for a long time.

“Miss On… please don't make things difficult for me.”

I spoke softly:

“Uncle Luong, I won't make things difficult for you.”

“I just want to know what happened that day.”

From the other side came a very soft sigh.

“That day after you fell, I took you to the hospital.”

"She was bleeding a lot, she kept calling Mr. Tham but he didn't listen."

“I know.”

“Then I called too.”

Uncle Luong said.

“He still doesn't listen.”

I tightened my grip on the phone.

“What happens after that?”

"After arriving at the hospital, I went to pay the fee, and you signed the surgery consent form yourself."

"The doctor asked where the family was. I could only say that they were coming soon."

“Actually at that time I didn't know when he would appear.”

My throat felt like it was blocked by something.

“He only arrived at three in the morning.”

Uncle Luong paused for a few seconds then continued:

“But he's not from the company.”

My breathing stopped.