Chapter 8 — Three Keys, One Broken Marriage

“Trieu Vu, the words you said that day, every sentence and every word were serious.”

“Sell the house, divide the money clearly, then everyone lives their own life.”

“Why?!”

Trieu Vu suddenly shouted loudly.

“Just because your sister came to the house to take a bath once and eat a meal?”

“Just because of those three keys?”

“Tham Thanh, don't you think you're overdoing it?”

I laughed faintly.

“Trieu Vu, in your heart, what is considered not doing too much?”

"Do we have to wait until your sister's whole family moves in before it's a big deal?"

“Or do we have to wait until this place completely turns into the Trieu family's nest before we can call it a problem?”

“I didn't mean that…”

Trieu Vu's voice softened.

“Thanh Thanh, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong.”

"On Dao Dao's side, I've made it clear to her that I won't come casually in the future."

"And I've been urging her to return the key, but she keeps forgetting to bring it..."

“Trieu Vu.”

I interrupted him.

“I don't need to explain anymore.”

“No matter how well I say it, you still won't believe it.”

“Because of the promises you made…”

“Never really did.”

“Not before.”

“Not now.”

“Not later.”

Trieu Vu's face immediately darkened.

“Tham Thanh, do you really not trust me that much?”

I looked straight into his eyes.

“I don't believe you.”

“Trieu Vu, we loved each other for three years, got married for three months.”

“In those three years, how many things did you promise me?”

“But how many things can you really do?”

"You said you wouldn't live with your parents after getting married. What's the result? Your parents come here at least three times a week."

"I said I'll discuss it with you at home. What's the result? Give me the key I said give you."

"You said you would stand in front of me, what happened? When my dad told me to go away, I didn't say a word."

“Trieu Vu, actually I don't blame you.”

“The person to blame… is me.”

"Because my eyes are not good, I saw the wrong person."

“But now I don't want to continue pretending to be confused.”

“So, let's divorce.”

“For both of them, it is liberating.”

Trieu Vu looked at me bewilderedly, as if meeting this woman for the first time. It was a long time before he spoke, his voice hoarse.

“Thanh Thanh… do you really no longer love me at all?”

My chest felt like it was stabbed with a needle. But that bit of pain was quickly covered by calmness.

“Once loved.”

“But now…”

“No more love.”

Trieu Vu's eyes immediately turned red. He bowed his head, his shoulders shaking slightly.

“Okay… okay…”

He muttered.

“If you want a divorce so much… then divorce.”

“If the house wants to sell, then sell it.”

“If you want to divide the money, divide it.”

“I never really considered you family.”

Having finished speaking, he turned around and went into the bedroom, slamming the door shut. I stood in the living room, motionless for a long time. Then turned around and went into the spare bedroom. Lock the door from the inside. That night, I almost couldn't sleep. I sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the moonlight outside the window, feeling empty inside. If you say you're not sad, you're lying to yourself. After all, during those three years, I truly loved him. Ever thought about going gray together? But compared to heartbreak... The feeling of relief is greater. I don't need to continue forcing myself to bow my head to please others. I don't need to always be careful to please anyone. I can live for yourself. The next day, I still went to the timekeeping company as usual. But this time, I no longer forced myself to stay overtime until midnight. At five o'clock in the afternoon, I packed my things and got ready to leave work. The assistant looked at me with surprise.

“Miss Thanh, no more overtime today?”

I smiled.

“I have something else to do.”

Having finished speaking, I picked up my bag and left the company. I'm not going home. Which goes straight to a law office in the city center. I want to clarify the specific divorce process. The person who received me was a very sharp, middle-aged female lawyer. After listening to my story, she gently pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

“Miss Tham, I have a rough understanding of your situation.”

"This house belongs to common property after marriage. But you paid six parts for the down payment, do you still keep the transfer statement?"

I nodded.

“At that time, I withdrew my savings and transferred it to him, and the entire transaction history was still there.”

“Then it's easier to handle.”

The female lawyer nodded.

“If divided according to the capital contribution ratio, your side can get back most of the benefits.”

"In addition, the fact that the husband's family often arbitrarily entered and left the couple's residence without her permission, in fact, seriously affected her normal activities and violated her right to privacy."

“These things can all be included in the record.”

“But I still need more concrete evidence.”

"For example, recording how they arbitrarily entered the house, arbitrarily touched her belongings..."

I nodded.

“I will prepare.”

When I walked out of the lawyer's office, it was completely dark outside. I stood on the side of the road, looked at the traffic, and took a deep breath. Then took out his phone and sent Trieu Vu a WeChat message.

"Are you free tomorrow weekend? Let's go look at houses together and find a listing agent."

Trieu Vu responded very quickly.