Chapter 11 — My Children Suffer, You All Pay the Price

A lie that lasted for thirty years. Single purpose. It is the dried pressing of the last value of that adopted child. Until now. I finally understand the source of all of Wang Guifang's twisted and sick behavior. I bowed my head and looked at the fragile papers in my hand. They are so light that even a gust of wind can blow them away. But it is so heavy that it can crush a person's entire life. What is Trieu Loi always proud of? It's motherly love. It's a gift of nurturing. That's the reason why he's stupid. It is the foundation that has supported all his beliefs for the past thirty years. But now I know. That foundation... From beginning to end it was just a lie. A giant lie. I took a deep breath. Calmly take out your phone. Take a photo of each letter. Each page. Don't miss any detail. Then carefully put all the originals back. This will be the final fatal blow. It was the last straw that crushed Trieu Loi. It was also the last straw that crushed that rotten family. I just want a divorce. Just want to kick them out of my life. But now. I changed my mind. At trial. Right in front of Vuong Que Phuong. Right in front of the mother that Trieu Loi respected the most. I will give him a great gift that has come thirty years late. I want him to see it with his own eyes. The so-called love that he always tries to protect... How dirty and ridiculous it is. Divorce mediation day. The court's mediation room was filled with Trieu family members. Vuong Que Phuong and Trieu Thien were also present. The two used the names of relatives to stand on Trieu Loi's side. As soon as the mediation session began, Trieu Loi still did not know his strength. He didn't just claim custody of Noan Noan. But I also asked for half of the assets in my name. The reason he gave was: Even though the house was my pre-marital property. But the installments paid after marriage are common property. So he must also get his share. Sit next to me. Vuong Que Phuong continues to develop her acting forte. She cried as she talked about the difficult years of raising Trieu Loi. Which is a hand to carry. It's a lot of hard work to raise and grow up. Now I, a cruel woman, am separating the mother-child relationship.

"Judge!"

"You must be our master!"

"My son is too honest."

"That's why I was bullied to such an extent by this woman!"

She cried until her eyes were filled with tears and runny nose. She looks like the most pitiful mother in the world. Trieu Loi sat next to him. It seems that he was also touched by that "mother and son's deep love" scene. He looked at me. His eyes were filled with blame. From start to finish. I just calmly sat across from them. No change in facial expression. Look at that fake mother-child love drama. In my heart, only cold irony remained. It's my turn to speak. I'm not quick to refute. Which signaled to lawyer Ly. He immediately presented all the evidence related to the Trieu family's mistreatment of Noan Noan. Hospital injury assessment certificate. History of monthly transfers with amounts far exceeding normal living expenses. Each piece of evidence is placed on the mediation table. I continued to submit the video of the Trieu family to my company causing trouble. Along with documents proving loss of honor and reputation the spirit they inflict on me. But even so. Trieu Loi and Vuong Que Phuong still tried to deny.

"Those bruises are from the baby hitting himself!"

"It's natural for a daughter-in-law to respect her parents-in-law!"

"She gave that money voluntarily!"

Look at their dead faces without admitting their mistakes. I decided to play the strongest card. I took out a few sheets of photocopy paper from my folder. Gently place it in the middle of the mediation table. Then look at Vuong Que Phuong. The corners of the lips curled slightly.

"Before you continue to play the role of a great mother..."

"How about you try this first?"

The moment I saw those papers. Vuong Que Phuong's face immediately turned pale. There wasn't a drop of blood left. Her eyes were filled with panic and fear. Trieu Loi still doesn't understand what happened. He frowned. Reach out and grab the papers. Then start reading.

"...Sister, I'm thinking about taking it home to raise..."

"...Consider finding a friend for Thien Thien..."

"...When I grow up, I will also be a laborer..."

"...Earn money for Thien Thien's dowry..."

Trieu Loi's voice became smaller and smaller. Shaking more and more. Every word on the paper. It's like a red-hot iron bar. Cruelty burned his heart.