Hearing this, Olivia’s face instantly turned ashen.
“This child… is she…
She seemed to realize something, her eyelashes trembling as she unconsciously bit her lip.
“No, no, she can’t be your child!”
*Jack, this is all fake, right?”
“You said I was your only wife, that you wouldn’t marry anyone but me. How could you marry another woman and have a child?”
Olivia looked up at me, trying to get a negative answer from my mouth.
But I didn’t even bother to lift my eyelids, coldly saying:
“Olivia, from the moment you abandoned me for Ethan, you were no longer worthy of being my wife:
Ethan, who had been silent for a long time, saw the situation and stirred up trouble again, speaking in a sarcastic tone:
“Brother Jack, your daughter looks quite grown up. Could it be you had her before you left the country?”
It was clearly a clumsy lie, but Olivia believed it.
Olivia was instantly angry and grieved, her voice tinged with tears.
“Jack, you and her were already together and even had a child?”
“No wonder you left without a word back then. It was because of this pair of vixens!”
“How could you do this to me?”
Olivia was slandering my wife and daughter right in front of me. I couldn’t help but clench my fists, my face darkening.
“These are my wife and daughter. Show some respect!”
But hearing me say this, Olivia cursed even more fiercely.
“Am I wrong? She is a vixen, just a slut who seduced someone else’s husband!”
I was about to explode with anger, but Lilly jumped out of my arms first, rushing in front of Olivia.
She bit Olivia’s hand hard, then started hitting and kicking her.
“You bad person, don’t you dare insult my mommy! My mommy is not a vixen!”
hate you, fil beat you to death, beat you to death
Olivia, in a fit of ang
fanger, pushed Lily to the ground.
“You little brat, who do you think you are?”
She raised her hand to slap Lily.
As her hand was about to come down, I rushed over and kicked her away, holding Lily tightly in my arms.
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Olivia fell to the ground, her palm scraped and bleeding.
She bit her lower lip, tears welling up in her eyes: “Jack, this is the second time you’ve hit me for someone else!”
Seeing this, Ethan immediately helped Olivia up from the ground, speaking up for her:
“Jack, it was clearly your daughter who spoke rudely first. Why are you hitting Olivia instead of disciplining your daughter?”
“Look, Olivia is injured and bleeding. This is intentional harm!”
Provoked by Ethan, Olivia immediately lost her temper. Her eyes turned red as she looked at us.
“Right, this is intentional harm! I’m calling the police!”
With that, Olivia immediately took out her phone to call the police.
The police arrived quickly. As soon as she saw them, Olivia immediately showed them her injured hand, wiping her tears and falsely accusing
“Officer, these days even mistresses can beat up the original wife. This is intentional harm. You must help me get justice!”
Olivia distorted the facts, adding oil and vinegar as she cried and complained that our family had ganged up to bully her.
Her crying immediately attracted onlookers. The hotel entrance was soon surrounded by layers of spectators.
Hearing Olivia’s words, they immediately cast contemptuous and disdainful glances at our family of three, starting to discuss among hemselves.
“These days, mistresses are getting so bold. They even dare to beat up the original wife!”
“Isn’t it all because of that scumbag man? Such a philanderer should just die!”
“The child in their arms must be an illegitimate daughter! The whole family is heartless. Ptui!”
Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Olivia curled her lips in satisfaction. She lowered her voice and said to me:
“Jack, you forced me to do this. But if you apologize to me and divorce that woman, I can let bygones be bygones and tell the police it was all a misunderstanding…
Even now, she was still trying to manipulate me?
I ignored her. Olivia, finding no response, pouted and stood aside with her arms crossed, waiting to see me make a fool of myself.
Meanwhile, the police officer who had understood the ins and outs of the situation came over to ask me about it.
“Mr. Wilson, Ms. Taylor says you intentionally harmed her to protect your mistress, is that true?”
“Of course not, because Emma is my real wife:
Saying this, I coldly smiled and handed our marriage certifiente to the police officer.
Looking at the bright red marriage certificate, Olivia was stunned. Then she stubbornly said:
“Technology is so advanced these days, what can’t be faked? This marriage certificate must be forged!”
But the next second, the police officer spoke word by word:
“Tm sorry, Ms. Taylor, but this marriage certificate is real. Mr. Wilson and his wife are legally married. You’re the one who’s the mistress here.”
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