Chapter 8 — Pretending to be Fired Once, Enough to See Eight Years of Marriage Clearly

A while later, the bank manager returned. Her expression was much more serious.

"Ms. Diep, the department head agrees to let me see a copy of the file."

"But photography is not allowed right now."

She placed an application in front of me. At the end of the form there is a signature. Diep Trung. The handwriting is very similar to mine. The final stroke is different. When I sign my name, my last stroke always has a habit of kicking back. And on this form... The stroke ends with a straight line. I pointed to the signature.

"This is not my signature."

The bank manager's face immediately turned pale. Trinh Du An immediately said:

"We request the bank to immediately seal the original."

"At the same time, preserve all camera data at the transaction counter."

The manager replied in a low voice:

"Normally cameras only stay for six months."

Trinh Du An raised his head to look at her.

"So you guys better check to see if there's a backup."

"If not..."

"By then, it's not just customers who need an explanation."

"Even the bank side is the same."

The manager immediately got up and went to handle it. At that moment... My phone rang. This is the number of the company's human resources department. I looked at Trinh Du An. She nodded slightly. I picked up the phone. On the other end of the line, the polite voice of the human resources staff rang out.

"Ms. Diep, why didn't you come yesterday to sign the internal transfer confirmation?"

"The group's Risk Control Department is urging us."

"The appointment documents will be completed this afternoon."

Before I could answer... The phone vibrated again. It's a message from Han Tuan. He sent me a photo. In the photo... It's the toll counter of the hospital where my father is still being treated. There is only one sentence below. If you don't come home, we'll talk about your father's medical bills. The human resources department's saying: "confirm internal transfer" is like a key. In just a moment... It opened the last knot in my heart. I looked at the photo Han Tuan just sent. Suddenly burst out laughing. Trinh Du An frowned slightly.

"Has he gone to the hospital?"

I gave her the phone. After looking at the photo, her face immediately turned cold.

"This is a threat."

I returned the call to HR.

"Sorry, I had something to do at home yesterday."

"This afternoon I will go to the company to sign the confirmation."

The other end of the line seemed to have been relieved of a burden.

"That's good then."

"The group's Risk Control Department directly asked you to come and take the job. We didn't see you come yesterday, so we thought you changed your mind."

"I won't change my mind."

After hanging up the phone, Trinh Du An looked at me.

"So..."

"You weren't fired?"

I put my phone in my pocket.

"The company is indeed having a staff cutback."

"But I'm not on the list."

"Last week, the group announced my transfer to a new department."

"Salary increase."

"The position has also been upgraded by one level."

Trinh Du An was stunned for a moment. Then very quickly I understood.

"So you deliberately said you were fired..."

"To test Han Tuan's reaction?"

I nodded slightly.

"I just didn't expect..."

"He reacted faster than I thought."

From the moment I said I lost my job... To the moment he called to immediately cut off my mother's 3,800 yuan... In less than three minutes. Eight years of marriage. Every bit of warmth I still believe in. They were all completely torn apart in just those three short minutes. Trinh Du An kept everything Bank documents in file bag.

"Go to the hospital first."

"Can't let him touch your medicine money."

When we arrived at the hospital, the hospital fee payment area was still full of people. Han Tuan stood next to the cashier counter. He was still wearing a shirt... But this morning I personally fixed his collar. As soon as he saw me, his eyes flashed with surprise. But it quickly got cold again.

"I finally agreed to come."

I walked in front of him.

"What do you want to talk about?"

He glanced at Trinh Du An.

"A matter between husband and wife."

"Why did you bring a lawyer?"

Trinh Du An calmly replied:

"Involves threatening behavior and disputes over common property."

"It's a perfect fit for me to be here."

Han Tuan smiled coldly.

"Law makers always like to turn family matters into lawsuits."

I didn't reply. Just walk straight to the toll counter.

"Patient Diep Kien Quoc."

The employee looked for a moment and then said:

"The treatment account still has 6,800 yuan left."

"This month's medicine bill has also been paid."

I stopped. But the person who changed his face was Han Tuan. Staff responded:

"Yesterday morning."

"The person who paid is... Ms. Diep."