Chapter 5 — Price

I confirmed the doubt in my heart. You never believed in me, from beginning to end, you never believed that Tong Duong Hien would harm me. Because deep down inside him, this is a truth too ugly for him to accept. How could any man develop a desire for such an ugly body? Every time I try to step forward, overcome the wound, I look up and see - Pho Chi is busy trying to hide my shortcomings. The person who constantly encouraged me on the outside, actually couldn't accept my shortcomings more than I could. He loves me, but only loves me when I am flawless. From that day on, I gradually couldn't stand being intimate with Pho Chi anymore. From then on, our relationship also fell into the abyss — starting constant cold wars and endless arguments. 12 When I woke up, Triem Triem's video had climbed to the top of hot searches. The comments section was filled with controversy: Some people supported her, while others scolded her for being shameless and deliberately creating tricks. There were even cruel sarcasms: "Normal appearance, thin body, still in a wheelchair - and the illusion of being noticed by a doctor." Triem Triem in the video recounts the process of the incident — so similar to me that it's scary. Without enough evidence, complaining to the hospital was only told "will investigate", then... no more news. They chose to report to the police, but Tong Duong Hien turned back and accused them of slander. I watched her videos over and over again, looking at the cold, mocking comments. Just close my eyes, and the image of Tong Duong Hien's dirty and possessive eyes appears in my mind, along with a sarcastic tone: "Little sister, don't be so sensitive." I couldn't sleep all day and night, until I saw Tong Lo post a long article on Weibo - Tong Duong Hien is her biological uncle. Tong Lo came out to defend his uncle, from his medical ethics to his dignity, writing an article of more than a thousand words to praise and flatter him. At the end of the article, she hinted that the hot couple on the internet was setting up to gain fame, saying that in the context of the current sensitive doctor-patient relationship, people should not let good doctors' trust be damaged. Recently, Tong Lo is very famous online - called the successor of ethnic dance, with strong technique and excellent performance. She also participated in a TV show so her hotness skyrocketed. With her appearance to plead injustice on Tong Duong Hien's behalf, the defenders rushed into the comment section like crazy, cursing Triem Triem without mercy. I contacted Hua Tan, on the phone he said: they had reported to the police, were contacting lawyers to collect evidence, and were preparing to sue. I asked directly: "Do you really believe what your girlfriend says?" He was stunned for a moment, perhaps he had heard this question too many times, so his voice was extremely sincere: "Sister, please believe Triem Triem. Her life was saved by the doctor from the demon gate, she extremely respects the doctor!" "We can swear before heaven and earth, with our lives, that we will absolutely never slander a doctor who saves people and has good moral qualities! If we lie, we will not have a good outcome!" “If there is a decent solution, We also don't want to release the video online. She only dared to tell me because she knew no one would believe her." “A lot of people attacked her appearance, her body, her profession… they judged whether she met the ‘qualifications’ to be a victim.” Speaking of this, Hua Tan's voice choked: "It's easy to say I believe her, but just saying 'I believe you' cannot erase all the wounds." “She needs an apology. Need a justice.” My eyes were stinging and I softly told him: "Me too." “I went through… the exact same thing as her.” “If you two need it, I'm willing to help to the best of my ability.” What I can do for Triem Triem is really limited, because everything happened nearly two years ago. Now even if I report to the police and follow the denunciation process, it won't have much effect. Looking at the people attacking Triem Triem, a thought gradually appeared in my mind: I could appear as a victim like her, to testify that she was not the only one harmed. I mentally prepared for a long time, finally turned on my phone camera, and recorded the video according to the pre-written draft. Every sentence, every word recreates old memories - there are details I have forgotten, I have to try to remember little by little. The pain is like a dull knife cutting into the flesh, slowly torturing. After being abused, what was destroyed was not only my psychology and self-esteem, but also the trust I had placed in the entire Pho family. There is no one like Hua Tan - firmly standing by my side, without hesitation, without doubt. Thanks to the attention from Triem Triem's previous video, my clip also quickly attracted a lot of interest. There were a lot of viewers: some people came to find out the truth, some people realized that I had appeared in Hua Tan's video, and then sarcastically said: "Are you two planning to form a debut group?" There are even people spreading false information, saying that we are a marketing team from an influencer company. In the comments section, there was no shortage of harsh sarcasm: "I recognize her, it seems she used to work at XX massage parlor..." Not only was the comments section chaotic, the private messages were also filled with unbearable vulgarity. To ensure safety, during this time I stay indoors and do not go out. Aunt Ly opposite has not returned from a trip. At night, someone suddenly knocked on my door. At that time, I had just finished showering and was drying my hair when I heard a knock on the door and my heart suddenly pounded twice. I stood still, not daring to speak. Hearing no response, the person outside knocked a few more times, this time clearly impatient and urgent. {Read full at Nguyet Hoa Cac page} I quickly went to the table, intending to pick up the phone to call the police— Then I saw two words appear on the screen: Pho Chi. 13 I opened the door and saw Pho Chi standing outside looking like he hadn't slept for several nights. Seeing me, he breathed a sigh of relief, pushed me inside and entered the house himself. Pho Chi put his hand on my shoulder and looked from head to toe: "Why didn't you answer the phone?" “It's late, what's going on?” — I asked again. He said: “Come to take you home.” I was stunned: "To where?" "Go home. Where else can I go?" He grabbed my hand, trying to pull me away. I jerked my hand back, so hard that it hurt a bit: "What are you so mad about running here in the middle of the night?" “I flew from another province came back, saw the video you posted..." Pho Chi hesitated, trying to find words to say to calm down. "People who make social networks are very complicated, there is a team behind them. They post everything for a purpose, for profit." “Don't get involved in their business.” He looked at me and continued: "Tong Duong Hien's matter, I will help you get justice." I couldn't help but laugh: "If you had said these words two years ago, maybe I would have hugged you and cried." “But now…” I pointed towards the door: “Go away, this has nothing to do with you anymore.” “Lin Tu.” He tried to suppress his emotions and pointed at himself: "I couldn't buy a plane ticket, there are no direct flights on the high-speed train, no one answered my calls, I drove more than ten hours to get here—now you tell me to leave?" The shirt on his body was wrinkled, his expression was tired, his chin had a green beard. I coldly said: "I didn't ask you to come find me." Pho Chi was stunned, his face showing a hint of hurt. He tried to calm down: "Even if you're unhappy, don't cause trouble at this time." “Who messed with you? I'm an adult, not a child.” I chased him away for the second time: “Go home. Since you're divorced, don't bother me anymore." Pho Chi was so angry that he laughed: "Every time I coax you, I feel so vile!" “Lin Tu, you can't always be the one to take the initiative to bow!” “I have never made you bow to me, not even once!” Old things rushed to my heart, I couldn't hold back my excitement: "You don't want to go, do you?" So let me ask you—how do you plan to ‘regain justice’?” Just as he was about to open his mouth, I interrupted him: "That year, your mother said, if you really can't do anything, let Tong Duong Hien apologize to me." “If you really believe he did nothing wrong, why do you need him to apologize?” “I was going to let him apologize, so why not let me pursue it to the end?” Pho Chi's eyes wavered for a moment: "At that time, there wasn't enough evidence, if I did it, it would only be disadvantageous for me..." "It would be disadvantageous for your mother!" I lost control and slapped him: "Useless thing!" You coward!” "My wife was abused by someone, but I don't dare cough a single sound!" He dodged and tried to hold me back: "Calm down!" The resentment and humiliation I had been suppressing for so many years now burst out like a flood: "You guys bully me because I have no father, no mother, no one to back me up, no one to stand up to protect me!" Tears flowed like a dike, I pulled away from his hand, grabbed Pho Chi's collar, and slapped him again: "You said to regain justice? So where were you from the beginning? What did you do in the first place?!” He awkwardly dodged, but still received a third slap. “Do you know why I don't want you to touch me?” “Because every time you touch me, I feel nauseous like I'm being raped by Tong Duong Hien!” The emotions were so intense, I gasped, staggered back, grabbed the wall and almost fell.