Chapter 9 — Pretending to be Fired Once, Enough to See Eight Years of Marriage Clearly

I turned to look at Han Tuan. His lips were tight. In a flash... I understand. He couldn't cut my father's medical bills. That picture... Just to scare me. Trinh Du An also immediately recognized it. She took out her phone to take a photo of the toll counter and the transaction time. Han Tuan lowered his voice.

"Diep Trung."

"Do I have to do something so unsightly?"

I calmly looked at him.

"Unsightly..."

"You used my father's medical money to threaten me."

"I don't even know how much money is left in the account."

He stared at me. Suddenly burst out laughing.

"You thought you won?"

I don't answer. He took a step forward.

"I wasn't fired."

The bottom of my heart sank slightly. But his expression remained calm as before. Han Tuan continued:

"I just called your company's front desk."

"She said I never quit my job."

"Diep Trung..."

"You lied to me."

I looked up at him.

"I'm just saying..."

"I'm fired."

"Like you..."

"As soon as I heard it, I immediately cut off my mother's living expenses."

Han Tuan's face immediately stiffened.

"So right from the start..."

"Did you deliberately test me?"

I answered very lightly.

"I just want to know..."

"If one day I don't make money anymore..."

"How will you treat me?"

"Anyway..."

"Now I also have the answer."

The anger in Han Tuan's eyes could no longer be hidden.

"What do you see as marriage?"

I asked back.

"What about you..."

"See what I am?"

He was silent. At that moment... My father's treating doctor came from the end of the hallway. Seeing me, he immediately called.

"Diep Trung."

"Just in time."

"Your father just asked why you didn't answer the phone."

My heart tightened slightly.

"Does my dad know about it?"

The doctor shook his head.

"Do not have."

"It's just..."

"Just now there was someone claiming to be your husband."

"Want to ask about medical records and medication status."

"We don't deliver."

I slowly turned to look at Han Tuan. The expression on his face finally showed a crack. The doctor continued:

"Medical information is patient privacy."

"If not yourself or a legally authorized person."

"We won't reveal it."

I nodded slightly.

"Thank you, doctor."

Han Tuan stood next to him. His face became increasingly gloomy. Suddenly... He opened his briefcase. Take out a file.

"It's come to this..."

"Then don't pretend anymore."

He brought the file in front of me. I bent down to look. The document cover clearly states: Additional agreement on property during marriage. On the first page, it is written: I voluntarily confirm that the pre-marital house after marriage has been used and maintained by both of us and is determined to be the common property of the couple. I raised my head to look at him.

"That's your real goal, right?"

Han Tuan did not deny it.

"That house was vacant for eight years."

"Management fee."

"Electricity and water."

"Which item cannot be spent from common property after marriage?"

I laughed.

"Management fee..."

"All deducted from my personal account."

"The monthly electricity and water bill is less than twenty yuan."

"It's also money in my account."

His eyes immediately turned cold.

"Have you been wary of me for a long time?"

I slowly closed the file.

"You told me yourself..."

"Husband and wife do not need to calculate too clearly clearly."

"I didn't understand until now."

"People who don't figure it out clearly..."

"In the end, you will become the one being plotted."

Han Tuan raised his hand to take back the file. But Trinh Du An was one step faster. She held the file tightly.

"This file..."

"We'll keep a copy."

Han Tuan's voice became tough.

"Based on what?"

Trinh Du An looked straight at him.

"Based on the fact that you just brought this document to the hospital to ask my client to sign."

"There are surveillance cameras here."

"The entire process is recorded."

Han Tuan's face was completely stiff. At that moment... My phone rang again. Is the bank's customer manager. I pressed listen. Her voice was much quieter than in the morning.

"Miss Diep."

"We have looked up the transaction records at the counter on October 26 last year."

"The file clearly states..."

"The person who went through the procedure with me to register the relationship is..."

I slowly looked towards Han Tuan. The other end of the line was silent for two seconds then continued:

"There's one more thing."

"ID photo used for comparison when checking in..."

"Does not appear to have been taken directly from the original."

"But it's like..."

"Taken from a photocopy."

The hospital hallway was strangely quiet. The voice of the bank customer manager rang out from the phone, each sentence and each word seemed to hit Han Tuan straight in the face.

"Can the bank confirm this?"

"Currently we still cannot make an official conclusion."

"But the manager requested that all related records be sealed."

"Ms. Diep, we advise you to file a written complaint as soon as possible."

Trinh Du An immediately spoke up:

"We will arrive this afternoon."

After the call ended, Han Tuan's expression could no longer be described with two unsightly words.