Chapter 11 — My Oldest Son's Secret Made My Ex-Husband Pale Right in Court

There was a calmness in my heart like never before. I transformed my ten year marriage. Make a story. Tell everyone. I told how I gave up my career. Become a full-time housewife. Tell us how Co Bac Van had an affair. How to transfer assets? Slandering me about how mentally unstable I am. How do you want me to leave empty-handed? I played the recording that Co An's son recorded in court. The words of Co Bac Van.

“Those two boys are nothing more than tools.”

Transmitted clearly throughout the school. All the reporters cheered. The flash flashed madly. At this moment, a woman broke through the reporters' siege and rushed in.

With a "thud" sound, kneeling down in front of me, it was Bach Mong.

She was unbearably emaciated, without any of her former glory.

"Miss Tu! I was wrong!"

"Please! Please forgive me!"

She hugged my leg, crying until tears and runny nose were running down her face. Bach Mong's father was subjected to a disciplinary investigation. She became a rat passing by. Everyone avoids her like evil. The only straw that saved her life was me. As long as I'm willing to say she was deceived by Co Bac Van. Maybe she could even win some sympathy.

“Miss Tu, I'm possessed by a ghost!”

“It was all that bastard Co Bac Van who tricked me!”

“Please tell the media that I am not a minor!”

She cried and screamed, washing away all responsibility. The reporters went crazy, their cameras pointed straight at us. This is the climax of the family morality play of the year. I looked at the pitiful and hateful woman at my feet. There is no wavering in my heart. I slowly squatted down and leaned close to her ear. Using a voice that only the two of us could hear.

“Now you know it's wrong?”

"It's late."

I helped her stand up, facing all the cameras. Show a gentle smile.

“Miss Bach, you don't need to do that.”

“I know you are also a victim.”

“I believe the law will give you justice.”

Bach Mong was stunned. She didn't expect me to say that. She thought I had forgiven her, and her eyes showed some gratitude. But she didn't know, the higher she was raised, the more painful it would be when she fell. The press conference ended. My "generous and tolerant" image. And Bach Mong's "awakening and repenting" performance. Quickly dominated all news headlines. A miraculous shift in public opinion began to appear. Some people began to agree with Bach Mong. It is said that she is also blinded by love. This is exactly what I want. Just when everyone assumed that. This storm is about to end with my "victory" and "tolerance". Trieu Tinh launched the second big gift. That's the entire chat history of Co Bac Van and Bach Mong that I backed up from USB. From the first day they hooked up with each other. Until they plotted to push me to hell step by step. How naked is the content? How cruel the trick is. It makes people's blood boil with anger. Clearly recorded inside. How did Bach Mong proactively dedicate himself? How to take advantage of her father's power. Help Co Bac Van get the project. Step by step inciting Co Bac Van. Transfer assets, slander me. Public opinion immediately exploded. How much did Bach Mong sympathize before, now hate her so much. The "most evil white lotus flower of the year" hat. Pinned tightly on her head. She was completely paralyzed. It is said that she had a mental breakdown and was taken to a mental hospital. But this. It's not the end yet. Co Bac Van's company reduced material cutting. Face huge compensation and fines. Declared bankruptcy. All assets in his name were frozen. Wait for payment. I'm finally waiting for the final decision on property division. I met Co Bac Van again. He was wearing a prison uniform, wearing handcuffs, and had lost everything. I'm too lazy to look at him one more time. The judge pronounced the sentence. Co Bac Van, as the guilty party, walked away empty-handed. All of his personal assets before and after marriage belong to me. Used to pay off his debt to the company, as well as pay alimony for me and the children. I won, completely won. Walk out of court. I received an unexpected phone call. It's Chu Ngoc Linh. My mother-in-law was once incomparable to me.

“Tri Ha… no… Ms. Tu.”

Her voice was old but humble.

“I beg you, please go to the detention center to visit Uncle Van.”

“He wants to see you one last time.”

In the visiting room of the detention center. Separated by a thick layer of glass. I saw Co Bac Van. He was thinner and older, his eyes were cloudy. No longer as enthusiastic as before. He picked up the phone, looked at me for a long time before opening his mouth hoarsely.

“Why what?” I asked.

“That USB.”

“Who gave it to you?”

He stared at me. This was the last knot he couldn't figure out in his heart. I looked at him, suddenly feeling very meaningless. It's come to this point, he's still messing around with this matter. I didn't answer him, just spoke leisurely.

“Co Bac Van, are you worthy of your son?”

“When you think of them as tools.”

“Have you ever thought about how they would look at you?”

Co Bac Van's body shook. He closed his eyes in pain.

“I didn't think about… I really didn't think about…”

“An An treats me like that…”

“It doesn't treat you.”

“He was protecting me, protecting his mother.”

I say every word.

“The one you lost to was not me.”

“It's your own cold-bloodedness and selfishness.”

I hung up the phone. Standing up, not wanting to say another word to him.

“Tu Tri Ha!”

He shouted behind me.

"Tell me! Who exactly is it?"

"Is it someone from the company? Or is it someone from the Bach family?"

I stopped walking. Don't turn around, just leave a sentence.

“You will never know.”

“Take your doubts with you, go to hell and repent well.”

Finished handling the rubble after Co Bac Van company went bankrupt. I received a large amount of money, much more than I imagined. I took An An and Ninh Ninh with me and left this city. We arrived in a small, sunny coastal town. Buy a house with a flower garden. I don't go to work anymore. Every day life is with your children. Read books, draw pictures, run on the sand. The smiles on An An and Ninh Ninh's faces grew more and more. Ninh Ninh is no longer cowardly. An An also returned to being a teenager who loved to laugh. One day. We are planting flowers in the garden. My phone rang. Is a number that does not display the caller. I answered the phone. The other end of the line. Is a voice processed, very familiar.

“Tu Tri Ha, congratulations.”

My heart skipped a beat, it was that mysterious person.

“Who are you?”

I asked that question again. The other end of the line was silent for a moment. Then came a soft laugh. In that laughter comes liberation and relief.

“I am a person who was destroyed by Gu Bo Wen.”

The phone is disconnected. I stood there dumbfounded. The sea breeze blew past, blowing my hair off my forehead. I seemed to understand something, but I didn't seem to understand anything at all. In the evening, I received a news link sent by Trieu Tinh.

"Famous city businessman Co Bo Wen suddenly had a heart attack in prison and died."

I looked at that news and didn't feel anything. An era finally comes to an end. I turned off the phone and went to the children's room. They were sleeping soundly, their sleeping faces were peaceful. I bent down and kissed their foreheads.

“Sleep well, my precious baby.”

My fight is also over. 【Full text】