Chapter 16 — You Lost Me In The Paris Snow Season

On the other end of the phone, my mother was silent for a few seconds, then raised her voice: "How could you think about your parents like that? Would you harm me?" I looked at the Paris street lights outside the window, my voice was monotone without any emotion: "Then answer me. What did Manh Nha give you and your parents?" The phone rang with my father's suppressed whisper: "Don't say too many words to him." But my mother panicked: "He didn't give me anything. He just promised that after this matter was resolved, he would introduce your younger brother to a job. As for your father's debt, he said the Ha family could help pay it off first." I laughed: "It means that because of a job and money, my parents came to advise me to let go of the person who stole my husband and spent our common property?" My mother immediately objected: "What are you robbing? The men outside suddenly become confused, so why do you keep holding on and not letting go? You have left your husband, your reputation is not good at all." I opened the recording and storage software and connected the call straight to lawyer Luong.

"Mom, you gave me the same advice in the past. You told women to be patient. That Ha Thua Chu is a doctor and has a bright future. That if you marry there, you must be reasonable."

My mother didn't notice the coldness in my voice, but continued to mumble: "You should be reasonable. You're over thirty years old, and you don't have any children. Who would want to pick you up if you really leave your husband?" I rolled my eyes. If I had heard this sentence six years ago, I would have been hurt for a long time. But now, I just find it ridiculous.

"Whether anyone wants me or not doesn't affect whether I sue them in court."

My father finally grabbed the phone: "Tham Tri Y, don't be too harsh! You're now spending money abroad happily, and your whole family in the country has been humiliated by you. Manh Nha said, as long as you withdraw the lawsuit, he's ready to kowtow and apologize to you." I asked back: "Did she say she owed me more than three million yuan?" My father has a sore throat. I continued asking: "Did she say the baby in her womb was not Ha Thua Chu's?" My mother stood next to me and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense! She's pregnant, and you forced her to this point, do you still have a conscience?" I laughed out loud.

"She defrauded men of their money, forged hospital accounts, and used the child as a bargaining tool. My parents didn't ask if she had a conscience. I asked for my own money back, but my parents asked me if I had a conscience."

My father got mad: "If you still consider this house your home, withdraw your application immediately. Otherwise, don't bring your body back to your grandmother's house in the future!" I looked straight at my reflection in the glass door, without the slightest hesitation: "Okay. Starting today, I won't go home." The other party looked stunned. I continued to add more cold water: "The house my parents are living in now was bought by me before I got married. There is only my name on the red book. I let my parents live because I still think about the family relationship. But if I used the relationship to trade benefits with Manh Nha, I will take the house back next month." My mother's voice immediately panicked: "You dare?"

“The notice will be sent to you tomorrow.” I continued calmly. "Also, the money I paid for my family's debt, the money I sent to my younger brother, the money I paid to buy insurance for my parents over the past few years... I don't want it back. But from today onwards, I will Don't give me another penny.”

My father was so angry that he gasped: "You are truly an ungrateful person!" I responded in a cold voice: "Taking a daughter's blood to raise a stranger is the one who is not worthy of being a parent." I hung up the phone and immediately sent the recording to lawyer Luong. Less than ten minutes later, my mother's circle of friends updated their status. She posted a selfie with her eyes swollen from crying. Accompanied by the caption: *After a daughter becomes wealthy, she doesn't even acknowledge her parents, and even intends to kick her biological parents out of the house.* The comment area immediately became lively. Relatives gathered to ask what happened. Someone advised me not to be so cruel. Some people say that raising a daughter is really hopeless. I don't bother explaining. Coming clean with biased people is a waste of time. I just ask lawyer Luong to release an official statement. The declaration includes three things: First: Certificate of ownership of the house. Second: Bank transfer statements for parents and younger brother over the past six years, totaling one million eight hundred and sixty thousand yuan (about more than 6 billion VND). Third: Photo of the conversation history and promises between Manh Nha and my family. In the message, Manh Nha clearly said: *As long as Tham Tri Y withdraws the lawsuit, she will give the Tham family 500,000 yuan (nearly 1.7 billion VND) and at the same time ask for her younger brother to get a job at the Ha family's partner facility.* Half an hour after the statement was posted, the post on my mother's circle of friends disappeared. But in the family chat group, it exploded. This time the one being scolded was not me, but them. My wife sent a voice message: "Taking her daughter's money, staying at her daughter's house, and even colluding with the woman outside to oppress her daughter. Do you still have integrity? My mother didn't dare say a word. My father also fell silent. I thought this comedy temporarily stopped here. But lawyer Luong suddenly called, his voice lowered: “Miss Tham, Manh Nha just brought your parents to the notary office. They carry an authorization letter. The content is that she authorizes her parents to withdraw the lawsuit claiming property." I tightened my grip on the phone, slowly smiling: “Very good. He told them not to rush away. I just found out I have a big gift for them.”