Chapter 3 — Two Million Yuan Ends Eight Years of Marriage

I changed to a new sim. I broke the old SIM card, threw it into the hotel toilet, flushed it and swept it away without a trace. New phone, new number, besides my parents and a few closest friends, no one knows how to contact me. I logged into a long-abandoned social media account. Chu Van Bac's profile picture in the friends list flashes continuously. Messages flooded the screen.

“Kha Tinh, what do you mean?”

“Why were all my credit cards swiped?”

"The bank called me! What did you do?"

“Where did you transfer the money?”

“Listen to the phone!”

“Hurry up and answer the phone for me!”

Each sentence becomes more urgent, each sentence becomes angrier. I can imagine him going crazy right now, pacing the living room like a cornered animal. Soon after, he sent another screenshot. It was a debt reminder notice from the credit card center, the red text was dazzling.

“Are you crazy, Kha Tinh?”

“That's 500,000 yuan, not 500 dong!”

“What do you want to do anyway?”

I glanced over, my expression not wavering at all. It's just the beginning, Chu Van Bac. The real drama is still behind. I didn't answer him. Not even a word. Silence is the sharpest blade, one by one cutting through his entire reason. The messages continued to flood in.

“You're back at mom's house, right?”

“Wait there, I'll be there soon!”

“I tell you, if you don't explain clearly today, this matter isn't over yet!”

I turned off the chat box and stopped looking. I knew he would run to my parents' house. And then you'll find out, I wasn't there at all. His panic will continue to rise. Sure enough, about an hour later, a strange number called. I picked up the phone, my voice calm. On the other end of the phone, my mother's voice trembled, both worried and afraid.

"Kha Tinh! Where are you?"

“Chu Van Bac just arrived home, like he went crazy!”

“He asked me if I was coming home, and said I swiped his card, taking 500,000 yuan!”

“He even said he would call the police to arrest me!”

“What happened in the end, tell me the truth!”

Hearing my mother's voice, my heart ached. Over the years, because of me, the two of you have had to endure a lot of resentment from his family.

“Mom, don't worry, don't believe a word he says.”

My voice is calm and clear.

“I'm okay, really okay.”

"Mom, you don't need to interfere, I took it, but it's not stealing, it's not robbery, it's what I deserve."

“He won't report it to the police, he doesn't dare.”

“Mom, just say you don't know where I am and can't contact you.”

Mom was about to say something, but I interrupted.

“Mom, do you believe me?”

The line was silent for a few seconds. Then came my mother's firm voice.

“I believe in you.”

“That's enough.”

I hung up. My eye sockets felt a bit hot, but I didn't let the tears fall. Since I decided to walk this path, I no longer have the right to be weak. I have to be strong, for my son, and for my parents. The phone vibrates again. This is a new message from Chu Van Bac. His tone finally turned from anger to panic.

“Kha Tinh, are you not at your mother's house?”

“Where did you go?”

"Where is the car in the garage? Where did you take the car?"

Looking at this message, I burst out laughing. He finally discovered the car was gone. The reaction was even slower than I thought. Probably After returning home, I was about to drive to look for me, only to discover that the garage was empty. The BMW For him, this blow was probably more painful than the 500,000 yuan debt. I could almost see him standing in front of the empty parking spot, both surprised and in disbelief. Definitely very interesting. I sent him the first and last text message. A photo. It is a car purchase contract between me and the buyer, which clearly states the transfer information. I also specially circled the price part in red. After that, I blocked all of his communications. Social networks, phone numbers, all blocked. From now on, my world and his no longer have any connection. If he wants to find me, he can only go through a lawyer. Having finished everything, I leaned down on the soft sofa in the hotel room and let out a long breath. The first game, I won. Next, comes the second turn. The mortgage on that house, the timing... it's time to let him know. Chu Van Bac went completely crazy. Even though I blocked all contact, his "achievements" still quickly reached my ears through other channels. My best friend, Lam Nguyet, texted me.

“Kha Tinh, Chu Van Bac are going crazy in the group of mutual friends!”

"He went everywhere telling you to run away with the money, and even told you to steal his car!"

“Even posted the car sales contract, scolding you for being a cruel woman!”

Attached are a few screenshots of the chat. In the group, Chu Van Bac played the role of a betrayed husband, empty-handed in both love and money.

“I'm really blind to marry someone like that!”

“What's wrong with me taking money to save my younger sister?”

“She asked for a divorce because of that, and even cleaned out the whole house!”

“The car was sold, the credit card was swiped, and now the person is missing!”

“My parents were almost made heart sick by her anger!”

Those words made some people who did not know the truth begin to sympathize. Someone accompanied me.

“Van Bac, you are too pathetic.”

“This woman is really cruel, can a husband and wife go to that extent?”

“That's right, after all, the money belongs to both of you, why did you take it all alone?”

Lam Nguyet was so angry that she wanted to explode.

"These people are so stupid! I want to go in and scold them to wake up!"

“Kha Tinh, don't be angry, let me explain to you!”

I only answered her with four words.

“No need, watch the show.”

I'm not angry. Even found it funny. Chu Van Bac's level is just that. Other than playing the victim to gain pity, he has no other choice. Does he think he can force me by using public opinion? He still doesn't understand me. Eight years of marriage is enough to temper me into a hard shell that no one can penetrate. I don't care about outsiders' eyes. What I care about is just my goal.

“Let them talk.”

I texted Lam Nguyet back.

“The noisier he is now, the more his face will hurt later.”

Lam Nguyet seemed to understand what I meant.

“You still have the next move, right?”

I sent back a smiling emoji. The real storm is yet to come. In the afternoon, I received a phone call from my younger brother.

"Sister, Chu Van Bac came to my workplace to cause trouble!"

My sister's voice suppressed anger.

“He told the leader that she had mental problems and was holding on to all her money His son ran away, catch me and hand him over!”

“The whole agency saw it, now everyone is talking!”

“Sister, he is trying to destroy you!”

I tightened my grip on the phone, my eyes turned cold. Chu Van Bac, you truly have more and more no limits. To force me to appear, he even dragged my family in.

“Where is he?”

“I was invited out by security.”

My brother replied, his voice full of frustration.

“I... no, how did that person become like this, he's really worthless!”

"Don't worry, no one of us pays attention to him, our parents also told me to tell you, don't be afraid, the family is always on your side."

My heart is both warm and bitter.

“Thank you.”

“What are you being polite about?”

“What are you planning to do next? Do you need my help?”

“There's no need to do anything.”

“Take care of your parents, then wait for the drama.”

I hung up the phone, the smile on my face completely disappeared. Zhou Wenbo has reached my final limit. He not only wants to destroy me, but also wants to drag my whole family down. If that's the case, I don't need to respect you anymore. I opened my computer and logged into an email box. Inside was an email I had prepared in advance.