When The Phone Rings / The Call You Just Made Is

Chapter 14 Violence

What happened yesterday, was it a dream?

Hee-joo suppressed her yawns and kept busy with her hands.

"As written in the diagnosis, the patient underwent emergency suture surgery due to a testicular tear, but the prognosis is very poor."

This is the court.

Hee-joo sighed stiffly.

As a freelancer, Hee-joo came to the court today to assist the director of the center.

They are often dispatched to courts, procuratorates, police stations, hospitals, etc., and today Hee-joo is interpreting for a deaf-mute defendant.

'That bastard fell down because of his own trouble!'

The wife standing in the dock gasped angrily. Her clenched fists were full of anger. This is a case where the wife broke her husband's testicles with a spoon.

'Who is torturing people because of paranoia?!'

The wife beat her chest and glared at her husband in the plaintiff's seat.

This is a case that combines negligent injury and divorce litigation.

"We submitted as evidence a medical diagnosis of domestic violence for many years."

"Your Honor, for major injuries that cause physical dysfunction, the first consideration should be the intent..."

"We submitted recordings of my husband's insults and death threats, as well as text messages and cheating photos with his mistress..."

As the arguments of both parties became increasingly heated, Hee-joo naturally immersed herself in the case while translating the lawyers' words word for word.

When the husband's recordings were made public, the court fell silent. Those words were too hard to say. The wife covered her face with her hands.

Now only the judge's verdict remained.

The wife lowered her head and suddenly looked at Hee-joo strangely. She slowly began to sign.

'Paranoia is incurable.' 

'...What?'

'Everything has its first symptoms, and I should have run away at that time.'

The corners of the wife's mouth rose slightly.

'Don't take it lightly. It only takes a moment for your husband to become an enemy.' 

'…...'

'I have lived as a deaf person all my life, but the most difficult thing to communicate with is not this country, not foreigners, and not healthy people.'

‘…….’

‘It’s my husband at home.’ 

‘……!’

‘It’s just a group of people who can’t communicate.’

For some reason, Hee-joo avoided her gaze and just moved her lips.

‘Is this the case in your family, too, translator?’ 

‘…Ah, maybe.’

‘Then don’t regret it like me.’

Finally, the door opened and the judges walked in.

The defendant’s wife made the final sign language with a cold expression.

‘Two should be blown up.’ 

‘……!’

Hee-joo felt a chill down her spine.