Chapter 14 — No Longer Waiting For Someone To Remember Me

"Third, is there a risk that the other party will continue to come to the company to exert influence?" I placed the prepared documents on the table. “First, I don't let it affect my work.” "Project documents this week were all submitted on time. The history of communication with customers is also in the system." “Second, the email content is not true.” “The fact that I ate outside had receipts and surveillance cameras, the actions written in the email did not exist.” "Third, the other party came to the company twice to ask for my private information." “I think there is a continued risk.” Director Han finished reading the documents and frowned tightly. “Why does your mother-in-law know the department's shared mailbox?” I stopped. I've also thought about this issue. The front desk didn't know. Tieu Duong doesn't know. I have never told this information to my family. Manager Ngo suddenly said: "The department's mailbox address is in the email signature on your computer." “If someone ever looks at your work email, they can see it.” My heart sank. Tran Hao knows my computer password. That was a habit a long time ago. One time I had a fever and he helped me apply for leave so I needed to open my computer to find the permission process. After that I didn't change my password. Director Han asked: "Can your husband have access to your computer?" I said: “Yes.” After that word was said, the meeting room became even more silent. Director Han did not ask further. She collected the documents. “The company will issue an internal explanation first.” “This will not be recorded unfavorably against you.” "But if family members continue to come to the company, we will directly ask security to take them out." I said: “Thank you.” “One more thing.” She looked at me. “You need to quickly change your company account password and check to see if there are any unusual logins.” I nodded. “I will change immediately.” After leaving the meeting room, I immediately returned to work to change my password. When entering a new password, my hand is very steady. But inside, it was like a door had been opened by someone from the inside. If the complaint letter is not sent by Liu Que Phan. The person with the greatest ability is Tran Hao. You know my schedule. Know the restaurant I eat at. Know the company email address. I also know what words to use to nail a woman to the pole of shame. At six thirty in the afternoon, Tieu Duong went to the bank with me. After seeing the nature of the account, the counter staff politely said: "This is a shared account for both parties." “You can request to stop affiliate deductions, and you can also print a statement.” “But the money that has been transferred needs to be refunded by the recipient or must go through legal procedures to determine.” I asked: "What happens if the home loan is not deducted successfully next month?" “There will be a risk of being overdue.” Tieu Duong said impatiently: "Her husband transferred all the money. Didn't he deliberately drag her into the water?" The bank staff did not answer, only said: "Please keep the statement and quickly contact the lending bank to clarify your responsibility for repaying the debt." I print semi-annual statements. A thick stack of papers was held heavy in his hand. On the way back to the hotel, Tran Hao called. I answered the phone. The first thing he said was: "Have you been to the bank?" I looked at the document bag in my hand. “Did you see that?” He was silent
. “The bank has a message.” “So I know you saw 12,000 transferred.” His voice stiffened. “Mom will keep that money for us temporarily.” I laugh. “Hold it in your account?” “Manh Tinh, I don't trust anyone now.” “What do you two tell me to believe?” I stopped in front of the hotel door. “It's money set aside to pay off the home loan.” “Did you ask me before moving out?” He said: "Aren't you also going to stop transferring money next month?" “I stopped my automatic money transfer order.” “And you transfer the balance in the joint account.” His voice became more frustrated. “We are husband and wife.” I said: "Husband and wife don't have to secretly take money from each other's joint accounts." He gritted his teeth. “Don't say such harsh words.” I looked at my reflection in the hotel window. “Before twelve noon tomorrow, transfer 12,000 back to the joint account.” “If not, I will hand over the statement and the anonymous complaint letter to the lawyer.” The other end of the line was silent. Then he asked in a low voice: "Do you really want to find a lawyer?" "Correct." “Manh Tinh, you have changed.” I said, “I just started protecting myself.” He couldn't say anything. I hung up. As soon as I entered the hotel lobby, the receptionist called me back. “Miss Manh, just now a man came looking for you.” My steps stopped. "Man?" The receptionist nodded. “He said he was your husband.” “He asked which room you were in.” My palms immediately turned cold. “Did you guys tell him?” "Are not." “We follow regulations and do not disclose customer information.” I breathed a sigh of relief. The receptionist gave me a paper bag again. “He left this behind, and told you to call him after looking at it.” I received the paper bag. Inside is a copy of the home loan contract. The second page contains a handwritten piece of paper.