Chapter 18 — On the wedding night, my husband took his blind assistant to the wedding bed. I directly canceled the engagement

The old man stood up. Slap him hard in the face.

“Animals!”

Tham Nghien's head tilted to one side. He didn't move. Grandma also stood up.

“No need to apologize.”

“Today we came to...”

“Just for three things.”

"The first."

“Reveal the entire truth about the wedding night.”

“Refund all profits from Duong Duong designs.”

“From now on…”

“Miss Shen will never use Hai Duong motifs again.”

Tham's mother immediately screamed.

“No way!”

I looked at her.

“Let's meet in court then.”

“Meeting in front of the media.”

“Let's meet in front of everyone who has been deceived by you.”

The old man looked at me.

“Duong Duong.”

“Give me a day.”

I calmly replied.

“Not my grandfather anymore.”

The old man's face became even paler. I am not soft-hearted. When I walked out of the Tham family's house. Tham Nghien chased after him. The rain has stopped. In the yard there was only the smell of damp cinnamon flowers. He stopped in front of me.

“Wen Tang.”

“Don't push your mother into a corner.”

I looked straight at him.

“When she cornered me…”

“Where are you?”

Tham Nghien's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

“You are wrong.”

I brushed past him.

“You're wrong…”

“Not for hurting me.”

“But because I never thought…”

“I will protest.”

The Tham family's public apology... was extended by half a day. But less than half a day later. Suddenly appeared online... Another video. In the viral video, my mother's old medical records were enlarged. The caption clearly states: The On family and the To family turned their faces many years ago. This time, the old lady of the To family stood up to help Wen Duong just to fight over the inheritance. The article also said... That year my mother became seriously ill because the On family's factory was heavily in debt, causing her to work too hard. Just pretending to be a good dad. As soon as On Du finished watching, he kicked over the chair next to him.

“Who posted this?”

“Who dares to bring out mother?”

My father stared at the screen. The cup in his hand fell to the ground. I turned off the video.

“It's Tham's mother.”

Grandma wasn't angry. She just held the stick in her hand. Knock on the floor three times. Coc. Coc. Coc.

“Prepare the car.”

Khuong Hoa was stunned.

“Where are you going?”

Grandma slowly replied:

“Nhan An Hospital.”

In the archive of old records of Nhan An Hospital. A deputy principal had been waiting for a long time. Just saw my grandmother. His forehead was immediately beaded with sweat.

“The old lady is named To.”

“All the records from that year are here.”

My father's face turned pale.

“What exactly do you want to investigate?”

Grandma calmly replied:

“I want to know…”

“Why do my wife and children…”

"I'm not allowed to enter the hospital room that belongs to me."

I quickly caught my dad. The deputy director placed a stack of old files on the table.

“Mrs. To has booked a special care room.”

“But on the day of admission.”

"That hospital room was suddenly transferred to relatives of the Tham family."

“The person who signed the decision…”

“It's Mrs. Tham.”

My father was dumbfounded.

“...Mrs. Tham?”

My chest felt like it was being weighed down by a rock. Grandma continued to ask.

“What else?”

The vice principal wiped his sweat.

“Ms. To's application for hospital transfer…”

“Also delayed by two days.”

“At that time…”

“The Tham family just donated a batch of equipment to the hospital.”

“If Mrs. Tham just says one word…”

“No one dares to push urge.”

My father suddenly clutched the edge of the table.

“So…”

“It's not that my wife doesn't have a hospital room.”

“Her hospital room was robbed by someone else?”

The vice principal bowed his head. My father pushed the chair hard. Staggered to the point of almost being unable to stand. I quickly caught him. His whole body trembled violently. Khuong Hoa was so angry that her eyes turned red.

“The entire Tham family is truly rotten from the roots.”

Grandma turned to look at me.

“Duong Duong.”

“Do you understand now?”

"Why didn't you want me to get involved with the Tham family that year?"

I looked at her.

“So why didn't you say anything that year?”

Her hand tightened on the stick. Finger joints turn white.

“My mother…”

“Before she died, she was not allowed to speak.”

“It said…”

“If Kien Thanh knew the truth.”

“It will collapse.”

“Duong Duong was still too young at that time.”

“Don't let hatred destroy this house.”

“Then…”

“My grandmother and my father quarreled to the point of breaking off their relationship.”

“Just because of that.”

My father hugged his face. The voice was hoarse as if it had been scraped from the throat.

“And yet…”

“I'm still grateful to the Tham family.”

“Even…”

“I even married my daughter into it.”

I hugged my dad.

“It's not dad's fault.”

He shook his head.

“It's dad's fault.”

Outside the archive. The sound of rapid footsteps rang out. Tham Nghien arrived. Perhaps he also received the news. His face was extremely unsightly.

“Wen Tang.”

“I didn't know about this.”

My father raised his head to look at him. For the first time... Those eyes no longer had any patience.

“You don't know…”

“So you Tham family are innocent?”

Tham Nghien was completely speechless. I gave him the medical records.

“What your mother owes me…”

“It's not just one wedding night.”

Tham Nghien finished reading. Hands trembled slightly.

“I will ask clearly.”

Grandma replied coldly.

“No need to ask.”

“We called the police.”

“At the same time, we will also file a lawsuit.”