Chapter 11 — Pregnant for 280 Days, I Used a Notebook to Reclaim My Whole Life

More useless than I thought.

“And then what?”

She paused. It seemed unexpected that I didn't collapse at all.

“So why are you still holding on?”

I looked at her.

“Hold on to what?”

“The way he is.”

“His money.”

“His whole future.”

I almost burst out laughing.

“His money?”

The smile on Sam Vu Vi's face faded a bit. I said slowly:

“He gave his pregnant wife 5,000 yuan, just like he was giving alms.”

“I also sent you 20,000 yuan, and there was a note: Don't cause trouble.”

There was a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

“That proves he cares about me.”

Duong Thanh smiled coldly.

“Do you care enough to let her run to show off to a pregnant woman?”

Sam Vu Vi's face changed slightly. I didn't pay attention to her reaction.

“How much money did he transfer to you?”

Her eyes immediately became alert.

“Why do you ask that?”

I calmly replied:

“Want to see…”

“How much he cares for you.”

Sam Vu Vi stared at me.

“Are you trying to extract words from me?”

I calmly looked straight into her eyes.

“I heard you wanted me to back down.”

“At least let me know…”

“What do you rely on?”

Her fingers holding the coffee cup tightened slightly. A few seconds later. She took out her phone from her bag. Open a series of screenshots.

“From the end of last year until now.”

“Miscellaneous things combined... are more than 200,000 yuan.”

Duong Thanh's eyes immediately lit up. My heart also beat one more beat faster. But on the outside. I didn't show any emotion.

“Only bank transfer?”

Sam Vu Vi smirked.

“Of course not.”

She raised her hand. Gently shake the bracelet on your wrist.

“38,000 yuan.”

Then he pointed at his bag again.

“More than 40,000 yuan.”

She pulled out a card from her pocket that looked like an apartment access card.

“And the apartment he rented for me.”

I looked at the key card. She laughed.

“Do you think I will tell you?”

I calmly replied:

“If you don't say it.”

“How can I believe he really arranged everything for you?”

Obviously that statement made Sam Vu Vi very satisfied. She leaned slightly closer. Lower your voice.

“It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not.”

“Anyway…”

“Wait until I give birth.”

“He will also let you leave with empty hands.”

I raised my eyes to look at her.

“Divorce agreement.”

“Is that also what he showed you?”

The smile on Sam Vu Vi's lips became deeper.

“He said you don't have a job.”

“Don't understand the rules.”

“Just a little threat and I'll sign.”

Duong Thanh's hand clenched under the table. My fingertips rested on the rim of the cup. Cold to the point of stiffness. But the voice was still very calm.

“What else did he say?”

Sam Vu Vi looked at my stomach. Say each word slowly.

“He said…”

“It's best to leave your child with me.”

“That won't affect his remarriage.”

That moment. I heard it. There's something in my heart. Completely shattered. Not love. The last bit of thought considered him a human being. After Sam Vu Vi finished saying that sentence. The ice cube in the coffee cup gently hit the rim of the cup. The sound is very low. But it felt like it hit me straight in the chest. Duong Thanh couldn't bear it anymore.

“Did he really say that?”

Sam Vu Vi looked at her. Laughed with satisfaction.

“Why do you think Thua Trach never gave it? money for her?”

“Where is the man's money?”

“Then their hearts are there.”

I bowed my head and looked at my hands. The knuckles were white. But I don't cry. Just calmly ask her.

“So when is he going to talk to me?”

Sam Vu Vi leaned back in his chair.

“Wait until I give birth.”

“He said it's not nice to make a fuss while you're pregnant.”

“Waiting for the baby to be born.”

“Things will be easier to handle.”

Duong Thanh was so angry that his voice trembled.

“What does he see other people as?”

Sam Vu Vi raised his eyebrows.

“Miss Duong.”

“Don't be so excited.”

“Thua Trach said it a long time ago.”

“Mrs. Co has a weak personality.”

“Just take the baby out and squeeze it.”

“She won't be able to not sign.”

I raised my eyes.

“What else did he say?”

Sam Vu Vi looked at me. It seems like he really likes the feeling of standing high looking down at others.

“He said you quit your job.”

“My savings are about to be spent.”

“Until then.”

“The child is in my arms.”

“You still have to eat.”

“Still have to beg him.”

“Once women have children.”

“Then it won't be much tougher anymore.”

Every sentence she says. Duong Thanh's face turned pale again. More and more calm. Because I know. The recording pen in the bag is still working. All the calculations of Co Thua Trach. It was all said by Sam Vu Vi himself on his behalf.

“More than 200,000 yuan.”

“How did he give it to you?”

Sam Vu Vi smiled softly.

“There is a time to transfer money.”

“Sometimes I swipe my card.”

“Sometimes I buy things.”

“Want to see?”

“I just want to know.”

“Just how generous he is to you.”

Those words put her in a very good mood. She opened the photo album. Fingertips slide across the screen.

“This necklace.”

“62,000 yuan.”

“This bag.”

“48,000 yuan.”

“And last month.”

“He took me to the beach for three nights.”

“The hotel fee was also paid by him.”

She turned the screen towards me. Under the table. Duong Thanh gently touched my knee. She's reminding me not to get excited. I'm not excited. Just calmly looked at Sam Vu Vi.

“You keep all of these.”

“Aren't you afraid he'll turn around in the future?”