Part 3My Robot Husband Got A Student Pregnant

The office fell into a sudden silence.

The live chat froze for a moment.

Lily froze, her mouth agape, unable to utter a sound for a long time.

"What? Don't remember?" I pressed. "Or rather, you never even saw?"

"I was drunk then..." she stammered.

"Drunk, but you remember him forcing you?" I continued to question. "Drunk, but you're certain the child is his?"

Derek exploded. "Elara! Don't you dare try to change the subject! The evidence is right here, and you're still trying to argue?"

"A few blurry photos are enough to convict someone?" I sneered. "So, can I just take a few random photos of you with another woman and accuse you of assault?"

"You!"

"And," I cut him off, "how did you get the hotel security footage? Do hotels just hand out surveillance to strangers?"

Derek was speechless.

Lily quickly explained, "My roommate knows someone who helped me..."

"Oh?" I looked at her roommate. "Does your family own a hotel? Or do you know the hotel owner?"

The girl stammered, "My cousin works there..."

"What a coincidence?" I smiled. "Your cousin just happens to work at the exact hotel where Julian supposedly forced Lily? Just happens to be able to get the footage? Just happens to be willing to risk breaking the law to give you screenshots of the surveillance?"

The mood in the live chat began to shift:

'That actually makes sense...'

'Yeah, you can't just get hotel footage, right?'

'Exactly, if it was really assault, why didn't they call the police immediately?'

Just then, Lily suddenly clutched her stomach and crouched down. "My stomach hurts so bad..."

"Lily!" her roommate exclaimed. "This is too much! This old woman is definitely trying to provoke you on purpose! She's jealous you're having her husband's baby!"

Derek also pointed a finger in my face, shouting, "Elara! If anything happens to my sister or the baby, I'm coming after you!"

I watched their performance with cold eyes.

"Do you need me to call 911 for you?"

Lily was curled up on the floor, tears streaming down her face. "Ms. Miller, why are you pressuring me like this? I just want justice..."

"Justice?" I scoffed, finding it incredibly ironic. "Lily, that's what you said when you knelt in the mud begging me for sponsorship. You said you wanted to study, you wanted a just life."

"Now I've given you an education, given you a chance to change your destiny, and this is how you repay me?"

Her eyes darted away, afraid to look at me.

"Miller! Don't you dare try to emotionally manipulate us!" Derek roared. "So what if you sponsored her? Does that give your husband the right to abuse my sister?"

I stood up.

"Alright, I'll say this one last time. First, Julian would never force anyone. Second, the child in your belly is absolutely not his!"

"Third, if you continue to cause a scene here, I will immediately call the police. Charges of defamation and false accusation are not minor."

The office fell silent.

The live chat comments scrolled wildly:

'This teacher is so fierce! Her logic is super clear!'

'Yeah, she sounds incredibly confident!'

'Could there be a hidden truth to this? Maybe it's a scam?'

Just then, Dean Peterson squeezed through the crowd and rushed in. "What's going on?!"

Derek latched onto him like a lifeline. "Dean Peterson, perfect timing! This Elara, her husband assaulted my sister, she's over four months pregnant now, and they're denying everything and even accusing my sister of extortion!"