Chapter 17 — The Rain Stops, I Also Awake From Dreaming

Her eyes were red and swollen, her hair was disheveled, but her demeanor was firm again. “I told you, it's a lot of effort.” "The things that were given to me, when I saw something happened to our house, I wanted to take them all back." Father slowly stood up. Phuong Mai was forced by his eyes to take a half step back but still craned her neck. "You're in-laws, don't rely on your influence to bully people." “If your daughter signs, she must accept it.” Father coldly asked: "When did he write the gift in front of you?" Phuong Mai paused. “Half a month ago.” “What day?” “Why do I remember so clearly?” Lawyer Han spoke up. “Mrs. Phuong, just now you said white paper and black ink.” “Now we can't even say the time and place of the signing?” Phuong Mai's eyes were confused. “It was written anyway.” I leaned against the pillow, my voice very soft. “Phuong Mai, I asked you.” “The watch is at the bottom of the jewelry box.” “The outside is also wrapped with a blue handkerchief.” “How did you know there was a clock inside?” Phuong Mai's lips moved. "I do not know." "It was Phuong Que Huong who saw it." “So how do you know it's a watch?” Her expression stiffened. Father immediately looked at the police officer. “Please take notes.” The police officer nodded. Phuong Mai was frantic. “You lied to me!” She turned to stare at me. “Meng Duong, don't forget that you have been married to the Tham family for three years.” “You eat from us, use from us.” “What about getting an old watch?” I looked at her and suddenly burst out laughing. “Old clock?” “When your son pawned it, the registered appraisal price was one hundred and eighty thousand yuan.” Phuong Mai's face turned pale. Maybe she didn't expect me to know. Lawyer Han continued: "The camera at the pawn shop recorded the process of Tham Hao handing over the items." "After failing to renew, Phuong Loi took the gift certificate to pick it up." “This is not like a normal donation.” Phuong Mai's voice became shrill. “That was also forced by you.” "Tham Hao's project lacks money. You guys can clearly help but pretend you don't see it." Father coldly said: "Why should I fill a hole for a thief who stole my daughter's things?" Phuong Mai was speechless. Her eyes rolled around and she suddenly rushed to the bed. “Manh Duong, say something.” “As long as you admit to giving it, we will not prosecute you for harming Tham Hao like that.” I looked at the hand she extended. Last night, that hand was one layer away from the car window, forcing me to kneel. Now he wants to grab me to find a way out. I moved aside. “What do you intend to prosecute me for?” “Investigate the fact that I didn't die on the highway?” Phuong Mai's hand stopped in midair. The nurse immediately blocked her face. “The patient needs to rest, please go out.” Phuong Mai refused to leave. “I'm not going.” “Today it must be made clear.” Outside the hospital room, the sound of rapid footsteps was heard. Tham Hao was brought to the door by two police officers. The bandage on his face was askew, and his eyes were full of blood. As soon as he saw Phuong Mai, he growled softly: "What are you doing here, Mom?" Phuong Mai seemed to have caught a life-saving buoy. “Son, tell him quickly.” "The gift certificate was signed by him." Tham Hao's eyes glanced at me and my father. His throat moved. “Manh Duong.” “I signed that page.” The hospital room was immediately silent. I stared at him. “So the content is not your fault
m write.” Tham Hao's face stiffened. It seemed that only now did he understand what he had just said wrongly. Lawyer Han slowly raised his eyes. “Mr. Tham.” "Just now you admitted that it was a signed paper, not a gift paper written by Ms. Manh herself." Tham Hao's face suddenly changed. “I didn't mean that.” Father stepped in front of him. “So what do you mean?” Tham Hao's lips trembled. Before he could speak, lawyer Han's phone rang again. After hearing a few sentences, his eyes completely cooled down. “Miss Manh.” “Before being taken to the second-hand market, Phuong Loi gave the watch to a middleman.” "The middleman just declared that someone paid and asked to immediately disassemble the watch to sell the components." The needle on the back of my hand hurts. Father's voice seemed to come from the tape. “Who pays?” Lawyer Han looked at Tham Hao. “Payment account.” “It belongs to Tran Nha.” 17 Tham Hao's face immediately changed completely. “Nonsense.” “How could Tran Nha do this kind of thing?” Phuong Mai was also stunned. Clearly she did not expect that the story would turn to the woman who was trying to kill her. I leaned against the head of the bed, a slight fever causing my temples to twitch. But when I heard the name Tran Nha, on the contrary, I became more alert. Lawyer Han said: "The transfer history has been extracted." “The note is to handle old things.” Tham Hao quickly said: "She doesn't know what it is." “She just helped me transfer money.” Father stared at him. “What do you think is the reason for replacing her so quickly?” Tham Hao's expression stiffened. A nurse's voice was heard outside the door. Apparently she didn't expect that the story would turn to the pregnant woman.” Tran Nha was helped by the nurse, her face even whiter than before.