Chapter 17 — Pregnant for 280 Days, I Used a Notebook to Reclaim My Whole Life

He stood silent for a long time. Then he spoke up.

“After leaving the hospital.”

“I'm going home.”

“The doctor advised me to rest.”

“You can also rest at home.”

Duong Thanh smiled coldly next to him.

“And then continue to let your mother hold the papers and force her to sign?”

Co Thua Trach didn't even bother to look at her.

“This is about you and Tri Dao.”

I asked him:

“I want you back.”

“It's to take care of you.”

“Or to keep an eye on you?”

There was a flash of frustration in his eyes.

“Don't always think of things in such a bad way.”

I looked at him.

“Then please explain Sam Vu Vi's story clearly.”

He was silent. I asked again:

“The baby in her belly.”

“Is it your child?”

Co Thua Trach's hand rested on the edge of the lunch box. Finger joints turn white.

“I haven't confirmed it yet.”

That answer. It's dirtier than an admission. Duong Thanh almost jumped up. I reached out to hold her back.

“How to confirm?”

Co Thua Trach avoided my eyes.

“Wait until the fetus gets a little bigger.”

“Can do appraisal.”

I nodded.

“Will you pay the cost?”

He suddenly looked at me.

“For now.”

“Are you still talking about money?”

I calmly replied:

“Every single one of your mistakes.”

“In the end, they all seem to want to make me bear the consequences.”

“If you don't talk about money.”

“So what should we talk about?”

Co Thua Trach's face turned pale little by little. This was the first time he saw Giang Tri Dao like that. Don't cry. Don't make noise. Don't bother asking him if he still loves you or not. Just calm down. Put each story on the table. The calculation is clear. Right at that moment. Tham Lam arrived. When she entered. Co Thua Trach was still in the room. The first thing Tham Lam did. Is looking towards me.

“How is your health?”

I smiled.

“It's much better.”

Co Thua Trach frowned.

“Who are you?”

Tham Lam took out a business card from his pocket. Take it towards him.

“Miss Giang's lawyer.”

The atmosphere in the hospital room immediately changed. Co Thua Trach's eyes turned cold.

“Giang Tri Dao.”

“Have you really hired a lawyer?”

I looked at him.

“I even prepared a draft divorce agreement.”

“Then I'll invite a lawyer to take a look.”

“Is there something unreasonable?”

Co Thua Trach lowered his voice.

“Do I have to push everything to the end?”

Tham Lam's voice was still calm.

“Please pay attention to word usage.”

“Currently, Ms. Giang is in the final stages of pregnancy.”

“Any mental pressure could affect both her and the fetus.”

“If you continue to use pressure to talk.”

“I will ask her to apply for the necessary protective measures.”

Co Thua Trach felt like he was being poked right where it hurt.

“Are you saying I pressured her?”

Duong Thanh raised the phone.

“Do you need me to play the recording?”

Co Thua Trach's face completely darkened. Tham Lam did not say more. Just give me a form.

“This is a form to record future expenses.”

“Hospital fees, pregnancy care fees, caregiver fees, nutrition fees…”

“It's all recorded by date.”

I take it. Co Thua Trach stared at that piece of paper. Suddenly, he laughed faintly.

“Are you guys working together to plot against me?”

I raised my head to look at him.

“My annual salary is 2 million yuan.”

“I'm seven months pregnant.”

“Even the money for pregnancy care has to be written by yourself book.”

“Co Cheng Ze.”

“Who is it anyway?”

“Are you the one who turned this marriage into a debt book?”

The smile at the corner of his lips stiffened. Tham Lam looked at him.

“Also, Mr. Co.”

“If it is true that it is true to transfer large amounts of money to a third person during the marriage, buy luxury goods or pay for that person's accommodation expenses.”

“Ms. Giang has every right to request a refund.”

Co Thua Trach's eyes suddenly changed. That moment. He's no longer just annoying. But I really started to panic. I saw his hand go into his pocket. Maybe planning to call. Tham Lam calmly reminded.

“Now go erase the traces.”

“I'm afraid there's no time left.”

Gu Chengze stared at her. The voice was cold as ice.

“Are you threatening me?”

Tham Lam replied calmly.

“I'm just stating the legal consequences.”

He didn't say another word. Turn around and walk out of the hospital room. The door just closed. Duong Thanh breathed a sigh of relief.

“Really angry.”

But I don't laugh. Tham Lam sat down next to the bed. Smaller voice.

“Next he will most likely find a way to save it.”

“Send me money.”

“Pretend to be a good husband.”

“Or force me to reconcile privately.”

I nodded. She looked at me.

“After leaving the hospital.”

“Where will you stay?”

“I will not return to the Co family.”

“I rented a short-term apartment near the hospital.”

“Duong Thanh also helped me find someone to take care of me.”

Duong Thanh added:

“The door lock has been changed to a temporary code.”

“The hallway has surveillance cameras.”

“Everyone who comes in and out is recorded.”

Tham Lam nodded. I gently stroked my belly. The baby obediently lay quietly in his stomach. I suddenly understood very clearly. Since the day I walked out of that house. What Co Thua Trach really lost. Not a wife for him to manipulate. A creditor. But he always thought he would never collect debt. That evening. Gu Chengze transferred me 30,000 yuan. Preventive medical expenses. One minute later. He sent another message. Tri Dao, don't let outsiders destroy our family. I looked at that message. Take a screenshot and save it. Then answer only two words. The very next second. Sam Vu Vi's message appeared. Just now he told me to delete my chat history. Mrs. Co, guess if I deleted it or not?