Chapter 9 — With only 9 Yuan left in my card, I decided to go abroad

He took a step closer.

"I've thought things through before. About money, about my mother... I was all wrong. I'm ready to change."

I looked at him.

“Do you remember what you said in your group of friends?”

The expression on his face froze.

“What do you mean?”

"You say I'm selfish. It's natural to say the money you earn is for your mother to spend. Saying I don't know is enough."

He opened his mouth to explain. I took my phone out of my pocket and opened the three screenshots. Bring it in front of him.

“This is what he said verbatim.”

His eyes stopped on the screen for a few seconds and then immediately avoided it.

“That was… I was so excited at that time…”

"Okay. Let's not talk about this anymore."

I opened the photo of the jewelry receipt.

"This necklace, 52 thousand yuan, the recipient is Manh Tu Ky. Last time you said the whole room contributed money to buy gifts."

I raised my head to look at him.

“Are you still going to keep talking like that?”

His throat moved slightly.

“That… is really just a working relationship…”

"Last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, I gave her a cosmetic set worth 3,800 yuan. This March for her birthday, I bought a silk scarf for 2,600 yuan. Plus this pearl necklace..."

I looked straight into his eyes.

“You spent more than 60 thousand yuan from my credit card on her.”

“How do you know those things?”

“Credit card statement. Every single account is recorded.”

He was silent. The hotel lobby was filled with people coming and going. The receptionist occasionally glanced to this side. I calmly said:

"Tham Trach Chu, my lawyer will send you the divorce agreement. If you cooperate, it will end a little early. If you don't cooperate..."

“Court meets.”

He stood there, his lips moved a few times but he couldn't say a word. I turned around and walked into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, through the narrow gap... I still saw him standing in place. I pressed the floor button. Never turned back. Trieu Que Tran's final squad also officially entered the match. She gathered Trieu Que Phuong, two younger sisters from the Tham family and a distant uncle. Five people aggressively came to my parents' apartment complex. The two security guards that Diep Tay arranged in advance came out to block the situation for a bit. But someone like Trieu Que Tran... It's not like two guards can stop him. She sat down on the ground, pounding her thighs and crying.

"My son's wife ran away from home! My fate is so miserable!"

Trieu Que Phuong stood next to add:

"As a person, you can't forget your roots! No matter what, the elders are still here!"

The two aunts also began to wipe away their tears. There were more and more people watching. My mother was upstairs and didn't dare come down. But I have prepared in advance. I video called my mother.

"Mom, you put the phone out the window, pointing down. Let me talk."

My mother hesitated for a moment then put the phone on the door sill. My voice came from the speaker downstairs.

“Uncle Trieu.”

Trieu Que Tran's crying immediately stopped. She raised her head and looked around.

"Uncle Trieu, it's me, Lam Van."

"Do you still have the face to speak up? What else do you want to say after going abroad to enjoy yourself?"

"I'm just saying two numbers. Listen carefully."

I stopped for a second.

“First number, 6 million.”

"Tham Trach Chu's three-year salary is all transferred to you. This money is the joint property of husband and wife. Not your personal property.”

“That's money for my son to honor me! It's a matter of course!”

“The second number… 470 thousand.”

Trieu Que Tran's voice choked a bit.

“What 470 thousand?”

“Last August, I bought a jade bracelet in Phi Thuy Thanh, 120 thousand yuan. In March this year, I ordered a set of gold jewelry at Kim Duyen Chau Treasures, 86 thousand yuan. In the past three years, the money lost from mahjong alone was 264 thousand."

I calmly added:

“The total is just 470 thousand.”

“You talk nonsense!”

“These are all bank statements and spending history. My lawyer has notarized everything.”

Downstairs was suddenly quiet in the blink of an eye. The neighbors watching began whispering. Trieu Que Phuong gently pulled Trieu Que Tran's sleeve. But she immediately pushed it away.

“Don't you dare threaten me!”

“Uncle Trieu, there is one more thing.”