Chapter 2 — You Lost Me In The Paris Snow Season

The person on the other end of the line cursed incessantly. I put the phone on the table and turned on the recording. Mother Ha's voice was loud, every sentence and every word was clear.

"Don't you dare not drink the wine that is offered to you and you want to drink the wine as punishment!"

“Thua Chu is a doctor and a person with dignity!”

“He saved injured people, you dare to cause trouble, if you lose face, you will lose face!”

I closed the suitcase.

“Whoever he saves for, let that person go to save face.”

Ha's mother angrily slammed the table.

“Manh Nha is an unmarried girl, how can she take care of a man?”

"You are his wife, if you don't take care of him, who will take care of him?"

I picked up my passport.

“I will hire a nurse.”

"The money was deducted from the card that Ha Thua Chu used to buy Manh Nha's bag."

The other side suddenly fell silent. I continued: "That card ends in 7832."

“Last month, I swiped twenty-six thousand yuan to buy a bag.”

“This month, swipe ninety-eight to buy a necklace.”

“There is also a three-time hotel deposit.”

“Mom, do you want to hear the details?”

Ha's mother's voice weakened by half: "Stop talking nonsense."

“Thua Chu is not that type of person.”

“Whether it is or not, the court will consider.”

I hung up. Ten minutes later, a message from Ha Thua Chu's account manager arrived. Someone is trying to transfer thirty thousand yuan. Recipient: Manh Nha. I looked at the screen and smiled slightly. The person is in the intensive care room, but still doesn't forget to send money to his pet. I called the bank's VIP hotline.

“Lock subcard ending 7832.”

“Reason: Common assets during the marriage have unusual spending fluctuations.”

After verifying your identity, the operator processes it very quickly. The next second, Manh Nha's phone call came. Her voice was sharp as a needle.

"Miss Tri Y, why did you block Mr. Thua Chu's card?"

I clipped the phone to my shoulder and continued to organize files.

“You're so used to it, I have to help him save some blood.”

She was impatient: "He is injured now, there are many places to spend money!"

“Hospital fees have already been paid.” I flipped through the pile of bills: "When you swiped his card to buy a bag, didn't you think he would get hurt?"

She was speechless. A few seconds later, she lowered her voice again.

“Miss Tri Y, I know you are angry.”

“But Mr. Thua Chu really needs you right now.”

“If he wakes up and doesn't see you, he'll be very sad.”

I stopped.

“He's sad, go see a psychiatrist.”

"It's inconvenient for him to urinate, go find a nurse."

“He wanted to see you, you came to the bed and cried.”

“Don't look for me.”

Manh Nha's voice trembled: "How can you be so cruel?" I sealed the file bag.

“Am I cruel?”

“Manh Nha, I haven't posted your friend circle and hotel room rental history to the hospital chat group yet.”

The other end of the line held its breath: "Don't you dare!" I looked out the window. It's almost morning.

“You can try.”

I hung up and backed up all her call recordings. After that, I sent a message to Director Do in Ha Thua Chu's department.

"Director Do and Ha Thua Chu were injured due to personal emotional problems. Later matters may be related to medical ethics and financial issues."

“As a family member, I will submit proof documents later.”

Director Do immediately called back. His voice was very low.

“Tri Y, are you sure about this?”

"Sure."

“Recently, the hospital is reviewing academic titles, Thua Chu is a highly recommended employee That's the point.”

“I know.”

“That's why I informed you first.”

Chairman Do was silent. He is a smart man. Smart people know that a wife sending messages like this in the middle of the night is not a fight between husband and wife. It's a declaration of war. After hanging up, I called a car to the airport. By the time the car left the apartment complex, the horizon had already brightened with a bit of gray light. I have lived in this city for six years. Here, I stayed up all night for Ha Thua Chu, cooked and gave him food, and washed his bloody blouse. He was on duty at night, I brought him soup. He was promoted to vice dean of the department, and I replaced him in receiving guests and patients' families. His mother was sick, so I took leave to take care of him for half a month. Everyone said I understood. These two words "understanding" have been heard for a long time and are like a rope. They used it to tie me up. Now, the wire is broken. The airport doesn't have many people. I checked in at the VIP counter. Destination check agent: “Miss Tham, you fly to Paris, check your luggage straight.” I nodded: "Thank you." The phone rang again. This time it's Ha Thua Chu. He just woke up, his voice was hoarse.

“Tri Y. Where are you?

I looked at my boarding pass: "Outside." His breathing became heavier: “My mother said you're home. I want to go to the hospital quickly. His wound hurts very much. The nurse doesn't understand your habits." I didn't speak up. He thought I was soft-hearted, so he lowered his voice.

“Wife, I was at my wits' end last night.”

“Tieu Nha was scared to death at that time.”

"You're a doctor, why would you stand by and watch her being stabbed?"

I looked out at the runway through the glass window.

"You saved her, I have no opinion."

“The first thing you say when you wake up is to ask me to serve you, I have an idea.”

Ha Thua Chu was speechless. A few seconds later, his voice stiffened.

“Don't make trouble anymore. You are now a patient.”

I clipped my boarding pass to my passport.

“You are a patient, not the emperor.”

“Not even my creditor.”

He was impatient: “Tham Tri Y! What do you really want to do?” The loudspeaker sounded. The flight to Paris began inviting passengers to board. I looked at the flight number on the screen.

“I want to take a vacation.”

“By the way, divorce.”

The other end of the line was silent. Then, his voice trembled: “What did you say?” I walked towards the boarding gate.

“The divorce petition will be brought to the hospital room by lawyer Luong.”

“The nursing fee, I paid it seven days in advance.”

“In the future, if you want to carry water or turn over, just ring the bell.”

Ha Thua Chu breathed more quickly: "Do you dare to go?" I stopped walking.

“Ha Thua Chu.”

“Last night when you blocked Manh Nha's knife, you didn't ask me if I dared or not.”

“When you asked me to give her my seat, you didn't ask me if I was in pain or not.”

“Now it's my turn to go, you just need to sign the notice.”

I hung up. Before the boarding gate, I switched my phone to airplane mode. Before the screen went dark, lawyer Luong sent the last message:

“Documents received. I have applied for property preservation.”

“Someone at the hospital has also started asking questions.”

I put my phone in my bag. Suddenly someone called my name behind me.

“Exam Tri Y?”

I turned my head. A man wearing a dark coat stood at the end of the line. He is a close friend of Ha Thua Chu and Duong Tranh. He looked at the boarding pass in my hand, His eyes changed: "Do you really want to go?" I looked at him: "Do you want to go tell the news?" Duong Tranh was silent for two seconds: "It's worth it." I didn't expect him to say that. He handed over a USB: "This is a backup copy of her and Manh Nha's surveillance cameras at my club."

“Originally, I didn't want to interfere.”

“But last night, when I heard him tell me to go clean up the battlefield for Manh Nha, I couldn't listen to it.”

The loudspeaker again urged you to get on the plane. I took the USB: "Thank you." Duong Tranh looked at me: "If he wakes up and asks, what should I say?" I pulled my suitcase and walked away.

“Tell the truth.”

“Say I flew.”