For three months, every night when I slept next to my husband, I smelled a strange, nauseating odor…-nghia

And then…

It was as if my world had stopped.

Inside the mattress there are no dead rats or spoiled food.

But it’s a big plastic bag tied tightly, which is starting to mold on the outside.

I shuddered when I opened it…

My hand trembled as I slowly opened the plastic.

A strong smell of mold and old paper evaporated out.

I was a little bit behind.

But I was forced to keep going.

I slowly pulled out the contents of the bag.

I first saw bundles of money.

There is a lot of money.

Thick bundles of weight, wrapped in rubber bands. Others are already wet and have mold spots.

I couldn’t believe it.

“Why… “Why is there so much money in my pocket?” he muttered to himself.

Next I saw some thick envelopes.

There are documents inside.

Mga resibo.

Mga contract.

And a small notebook.

I opened it.

From the very first page, my whole body felt like it was stiffening.

There is a list of dates.

Values of Money.

and company names.

It’s like a record of secret transactions.

Suddenly, my heart pounded.

“Oh my God… “What is Michael doing?”

But as I continued to read, I noticed something different.