Chapter 7 — My House is Not a Living House

Forty-two days later, Vu Dong ended his confinement. Phuong Cam Than came to pick her up. This news was posted by the mother-in-law in the family group. She sent a voice message. Said that Vu Dong recovered very well. Two white, plump little girls. Thank you everyone for your interest. From beginning to end... Not a single word was mentioned about me. Like in that whole family... I never existed. Three days later. A weekend afternoon. I was sitting in my small apartment drawing a design when the doorbell rang. I thought it was a delivery person. Opening the door... I stopped. Standing outside the door was her mother-in-law. Next to her... is Tran Trac Vien. The mother-in-law's eyes were red. As soon as she saw me, she immediately reached out to hold me.

"Niem So..."

"Mom came to apologize to you."

I took a step back. Don't let her touch you.

"What are you two doing here?"

Tran Trac Vien spoke up.

"I brought my mother here."

"She wants to talk to you."

I looked at two people standing in the hallway. There was no intention of inviting in. The mother-in-law was slightly confused.

"Niem So..."

"It's not convenient to stand out here and talk."

"Let mom and Trac Vien go in first."

"Just say it here."

The corners of her lips twitched slightly. But still trying to endure.

"Niem So..."

"I know that in the past, I have made you suffer a lot of self-pity."

"The story of Vu Dong coming to stay..."

"It's my mother who hasn't thought carefully."

"It's hard work for you."

I just looked at her silently. She continued.

"But you see..."

"Vu Dong is also back."

"There won't be anything like that anymore."

"You and Trac Vien are still on good terms."

"Go home."

I repeated softly.

"Will there be no more after this?"

"Not anymore."

She nodded continuously. I calmly spoke up.

"The first time Vu Dong left..."

"She once said."

"'Next time I give birth to my second child, I'll still go to my sister-in-law's house to stay.'"

The mother-in-law's face immediately changed.

"Then..."

"There really is a second time."

"The second time is over..."

"No one says that anymore."

"But then..."

"There's still a third time."

The mother-in-law quickly said:

"This time it's really..."

I interrupted.

"You've heard too many promises."

Then I looked at Tran Trac Vien.

"Do you have anything to say?"

He stood next to his mother. Lips moved slightly. In the end, I could only say one sentence.

"Niem So..."

"Go home."

I laughed.

"That house..."

"Is there any room left for me?"

"My master bedroom."

"I leave it to my sister."

"My wardrobe."

"Cleaned out."

"I'm pregnant and still have to take care of her."

"I had a miscarriage."

"None of you came to visit me at the hospital."

"Now you tell me to go back."

"Tell me..."

"What am I going back there for?"

The entire hallway fell silent. Suddenly the mother-in-law burst into tears.

"I know it's wrong..."

"Isn't that enough?"

"Why do you care so much?"

Tran Trac Vien quickly supported her. I looked at the two people in front of me. Just feel extremely tired. It's not that the body is tired. It's an exhaustion that penetrates deep into the bones. I calmly said:

"I'll just say it one last time."

"I won't go back to that house."

"If you agree to divorce..."

"We end in peace."

"If you don't agree..."

I haven't finished speaking yet. The phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated. It's a message from Co Thanh Van. There are only six words. Attached is a screenshot.

"Something happened. Look quickly."

I opened the photo. Pupils immediately shrinks. That is the interface of a real estate trading platform. Right on the screen... My one hundred and thirty square meter apartment is for sale. The seller is... The seller is Tran Trac Vien. The house was hung on the trading platform. Listed price is three million two hundred thousand yuan. Three hundred thousand lower than the market price. I raised my head to look at the man in front of me. Just now, he still appeared sincere and told me to go home.

"Tran Trac Vien."

"When did you list the house for sale?"

The expression on his face immediately stiffened.

"You... how do you know?"

I turned the phone screen towards him. The mother-in-law standing next to her also looked over. With just one glance, she quickly turned away. Turns out she also knew.

"You two came to apologize to me."

"Tell me to go home."

"Because I want to sell this house, I need my signature."

My voice was strangely calm.

"Right?"

Tran Trac Vien's throat moved slightly.

"Nien So, listen to my explanation..."

"No need."

I took a step back, my hand on the doorknob.

"This house has my name on the red book."

"In the deposit there are three hundred thousand yuan from my parents."

"Plus one hundred fifty thousand yuan of my own money."

"Five years of installments, I pay half."

"Without my signature, you can't sell it."

The mother-in-law suddenly raised her voice.

"This house is being sold to save Vu Dong's life!"

"Something happened to Phuong Cam Than's business, they owed money, the creditors came to the door!"

"Vu Dong just finished confinement and still has to raise three children..."

"So you want to sell my house to pay off your daughter's husband's debt?"

Mother-in-law choked. Can't say a single word. Tran Trac Vien stepped forward.

"Not selling my house."

"It's selling our house."

"Nien So, Vu Dong really has no other way."

"Phuong Cam Than owes nearly two million..."

"That's their problem."

"She's my sister!"

"And I'm your wife."

I looked straight into his eyes.

"Ah, that's not true."

"The way you're doing it..."

"What exactly am I?"

"A name stuck on the red book?"

I backed away completely into the door.

"I won't sign this house."

"If you want to sue, just sue."

"My lawyer's name is Chu Lam."