Chapter 6 — Salary 9,000 Yuan, Husband Asks to Support Younger Sister to Study Abroad?

Not much. For three years now, I've hardly bought anything for myself. Tran Hao's saved salary is given to his family, while my salary is spent on household expenses. In the wardrobe, the newest coat is still bought before getting married. I gathered papers, bank cards, and important documents and stuffed them into my backpack. Pull the suitcase out. Tran Hao stood blocking the door.

“Van Thu, give me a chance, just once—”

“Get away.”

"I'm not avoiding it. You have to make it clear—"

"Understood. Tomorrow I will submit the documents to the court. If you agree, the divorce will be by mutual consent, if not, the divorce will be unilateral."

"Unilateral, no separation!" Vuong Tu Lan screamed shrilly.

I didn't pay attention to her, looked at Tran Hao.

“Tran Hao, stay away.”

He looked into my eyes. Looked for a long time. Then step aside. I dragged my suitcase to the door. The touch-sensitive hallway light makes a "click" sound and then lights up. I went down step by step. No one chased. Downstairs, I took out my phone and texted a number I hadn't contacted for a long time.

“To Dao, are you free?”

Three seconds later, there was a reply.

"Free. What's wrong?"

“I'm about to get divorced.”

The phone rang immediately.

“Send me the address, I'll come pick you up.”

Su Dao drove a white Porsche and arrived in twenty minutes. I've known her for ten years. My college roommate, after graduating, she started an e-commerce business, seized the right opportunity, and now the company's annual revenue is more than 80,000,000 yuan. She got out of the car and saw me pulling my suitcase standing on the side of the road. Without asking anything, she directly stuffed the suitcase into the trunk. I got in the car. She didn't drive me to my parents' house, but drove straight to an apartment complex in the center.

"The house is in my name and is vacant. You can stay temporarily."

I shook my head.

"Stay. Don't be polite to me." She turned off the phone and turned to look at me. "Do you think I don't know how you lived these past three years? I didn't say it because you didn't let me. Now that you've finally woken up, I haven't had time to be happy yet."

She took the key and put it in my hand.

"Two bedrooms, you can move in immediately. Live first, money matters later."

“If I'm being polite, I'm really angry.”

I held the key tightly, not knowing what to say. She pulled out a business card and gave it to me.

"This person's name is Hua Luat. He is my company's legal advisor. He has handled hundreds of divorce cases and specializes in cleaning up bad men. Please contact me tomorrow."

“I don't have money to hire a lawyer.”

"Who said you have to pay? I pay. If you keep talking about money, I'll get angry."

I don't refuse anymore. To Dao took me upstairs and helped me carry my luggage in. The house is not big, but very neat. Two rooms and one living room, very good lighting. Much brighter than the place where I lived for the past three years.

"There's food in the refrigerator and toiletries in the bathroom. You should rest first." To Dao patted my shoulder. "Call me if you have anything to do. Don't take it personally."

She's gone. I stood in the empty living room and suddenly had a very strange feeling. The whole person was so light that it seemed like he was about to fly. From the day I married into the Tran family until now, three years ago, for the first time I feel like I no longer have a burden on my shoulders. The phone vibrates again. Still Tran Hao.

"Van Thu, where did you go? Mom said you packed your suitcase and left? Where are you? I'll come pick you up."

"Are you with To Dao? That woman only knows how to incite you to do bad things."

“Don't be impulsive, talk properly.”

I don't answer. Next is Vuong Tu Lan's phone. I clicked decline. I refused again. Seven or eight times in a row. Finally, there was a message: "Lam Van Thu, don't be unreasonable. What is my son's fault with you? If you dare to divorce, don't even try to take away a single penny! Don't even dream of getting your dowry back!" I took a screenshot and saved it. Another news.

"Do you think after a divorce you can find someone better than my son? Dream on!"

I also took pictures. Then block those two numbers. The world is quiet. The next morning, I contacted lawyer Hua. On the phone, he asked me about the basic situation and asked me to come to the office in the afternoon to discuss. When I arrived, To Dao was there. Lawyer Hua is in his forties, wears glasses, speaks decisively.

"Miss Lam, I'll say a few important points. First, your name is not on the house ownership certificate."

“The deposit was paid by the male parents?”

“280,000 yuan, yes.”

“After getting married, how much did you pay off the loan?”

“Three years, 3,500 yuan each month, total 126,000 yuan.”

“What is the current value of the house?”

“About 1,200,000 yuan.”

"Okay. Even though your name is not on the paper, the loan you paid after marriage belongs to common property. This part of 126,000 yuan corresponds to the increased value, you have the right to request division."

“Second, the 52,000 yuan credit card debt you said?”

"Spending during marriage is mostly used for his family."

"Is there a statement? Is there any proof of consumption?"