Chapter 4 — Tell My Husband's Phone Number In LV, I End My Eight-Year Marriage

Once that thought appeared, it immediately grew in my heart like a crazy vine spreading. Tham Nguyet, you must calm down. What do I have in my hand now? Photos of LV shopping history. Photo of Chu Yen and a woman going in and out of a luxury apartment. Along with the text message he lied. Those things are enough to prove that he is having an affair. But still not enough to really hurt him. I need something more powerful. Something that could completely mess him up, exposing himself. At that moment... Three giant gift boxes suddenly appeared in my mind in the dressing room. Three premium tailored suits. What did Chu Yen say on the phone? He said he had a very important party to attend in two days. A person is qualified for LV to gift three high-end tailored suits... So that so-called important party certainly cannot be just a normal social occasion. It is most likely career related. Reputation. Even all he has. Those three suits... They were the battle clothes for him to enter that party. My heart suddenly beat rapidly. Finally... I found it. That was my first card. By the time it was dawn, the entire plan in my head was complete. I sat up, walked into the bathroom, and looked at the woman in the mirror. His eyes were bloodshot from staying up all night, but his gaze was strangely bright. The old Tham Nguyet is dead. The one who's alive... Is an avenger. I said goodbye to my parents, said I had to meet a friend and then drove home. That large, cold house is no longer a place that makes me sad anymore. It has become a battlefield. The first thing I did was pull out three high-end tailored suits from the corner of the dressing room. I carefully hung each set in the most prominent position. High quality materials. Perfect tailoring. Everything seemed to be quietly mocking my years of frugality. I took my phone, took a photo of those three sets of "warfare clothes", and posted it to my friends circle. I blocked Chu Yen and all of our mutual friends. Posts are only visible to one group. My group of college friends. The status line has only one sentence: 【Clean up some stuff. There are three brand new men's suits, whoever has a husband who fits them can come pick them up and give them away for free.】 In less than a minute, the group of friends exploded.

"My God! Tham Nguyet, are you crazy? This is LV's tailored suit! Just one suit is worth my entire year's salary!"

"Did you quarrel with Chu Yen? You can tell by the size of his clothes!"

"Don't be so hasty! Give it to me! Give it to me! My old Ly would look very handsome in it!"

I looked at the screen, smiled slightly and turned off the phone. Then leisurely go make yourself a cup of coffee. The scent of coffee had just spread throughout the room when my phone rang. Chu Yen called. Even faster than I expected.

“Nguyet Nguyet, are you at home?”

His voice was somewhat urgent, mixed with rapid breathing.

"At home. What's going on?"

I took a sip of coffee, my tone light.

“LV just called me and said... that the three branded suits I gave you were taken away by you?”

"That's right."

I replied in a very innocent voice.

"Yesterday I went to receive a gift, they told me I had a gift, so I accepted it for you. What's wrong? What's inconvenient?" huh?”

The other end of the line immediately went silent. I can almost imagine the look on his face right now. But I didn't dare get angry.

“No… no inconvenience.”

He replied dryly.

“I'm just asking. So where did you put your three suits? This Friday I have a very important party, I must wear it."

The fish finally took the bait.

“Ah, those three sets?”

I deliberately spoke in a calm voice.

“I felt like I had too much space to keep it in the house, so I asked a friend to hang it at her second-hand store and sell it for me.”

Chu Yen's voice immediately rose, full of horror.

“You... you sold it?”

“That's right.”

I smiled, using the same words he said to respond.

“Didn't you always say to save money and not waste money?”

“Vests are so expensive, you wear them once or twice and then leave them there, it's a waste.”

"It's better to sell it and convert it into money. You can also supplement household expenses."

“I only do it for my family... husband.”

I deliberately emphasized the word "husband". The other side of the phone was silent. A dead silence. I could clearly hear his heavy breathing. Just like a wild animal locked in a cage. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said each word:

“Tam Nguyet... what do you want to do?”

The voice was cold. The mask of gentleness finally began to crack.

“I don't want to do anything.”

I continued to feign innocence.

“I'm just doing exactly what you taught me. Did... did I do something wrong?

“Those three suits are not for sale!”