Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1087

Chapter 1087 Fake Marriage Certificate

Scarlett absentmindedly caressed her slightly protruding belly, a hint of mockery crossing her mind.

She smiled at Olivia, pausing after each word. "The child I carry in my womb belongs to the Xuereb

family. If you were to cast me out now, I wonder what the outside world would think. In the end, Justin

will be labeled as a man who abandoned his wife and child, a heartless and ungrateful person. With

such a stain on his reputation, do you think he still has a promising future?"

Olivia's body trembled violently.

It was she who arranged for her son to marry this woman; it was she who cornered her two sons.

If Justin insists on divorcing Scarlett, his reputation will inevitably be damaged.

As a doctor, trust and prestige are crucial for his patients.

If this affects his future, I would have to accept my share of the blame.

Seeing Olivia scared, timid, and retreating, Scarlett couldn't help but chuckle lightly. "Dear mother-in-

law, you were unwell just now and said some things you didn't mean. Looking at you now, it seems

you've improved quite a bit. Now that you're lucid again, could you please clarify things for me? I really

don't want to become a target of public criticism and tarnish Justin's reputation."

Olivia slowly clenched her fist.

She was solely focused on severing her son's ties with this woman, but she hadn't considered that the

woman was currently carrying a child of the Xuereb family in her womb.

Am I destined to be blackmailed by her for the rest of my life, helplessly watching as she ruins the

Xuereb family?

I've already realized my mistake. Can't fate give the Xuereb family a break?

After a few seconds of silence, it seemed as if Olivia had compromised, slowly closing her eyes.

I have never despised the baby in Scarlett's belly as much as I do now.

Because of this baby, the entire Xuereb family is in dire straits, unable to resist.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the press, my apologies. I wasn't thinking clearly just now, and I did

something that may have caused a misunderstanding. Lettie is my son's wife, married into the Xuereb

family through a formal wedding. She wouldn't harm me. Her hitting me earlier was only because I—"

"Since everyone is here, I would like to make an announcement today."

Suddenly, Justin's voice cut in, interrupting his mother's unfinished words.

Everyone turned to look, only to see Justin walking over from the front yard.

Olivia's eyes widened, worried that her son might do something drastic to anger Scarlett, resulting in a

lose-lose situation for both of them.

She quickly yelled at Justin, "Justin, don't—"

"The child Scarlett is carrying isn't mine. Therefore, even if I divorce her, I won't have to bear the stigma

of 'abandoning my wife and child'. Also, the person who originally got the marriage certificate with Ms.

Fletcher wasn't me. It was just someone with the same name and surname as me."

His words struck like a bolt from the blue, causing a huge uproar and leaving everyone's heads

buzzing.

This included Scarlett.

After hearing his words, Scarlett staggered back two steps, her pretty face instantly drained of all color.

Is Justin joking with me? Or is he joking with the reporters? This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

The baby in her belly isn't his?

Isn't he the one who got the marriage certificate with her?

How ridiculous!

All of this was the result of her meticulous planning. Now, she was visibly pregnant, and from time to

time, she could even feel the baby moving. How could this possibly be a dream?

No!

This is not a dream!

This is genuinely real.

"Justin, I used to think you were heartless and ungrateful. But now, it seems you're not only ruthless but

also shameless. Here I stand, pregnant, and you have the audacity to say the child isn't yours. What

kind of joke do you think you're making? There's also the marriage certificate, where your name is

clearly written in the spouse column. To avoid any mistakes, I even had someone double-check it. It's

your full name, Justin Xuereb, on it. You may choose to leave me, to abandon your wife and child, but

you cannot defame me or tarnish my reputation. Dear reporters, is it truly my fault for what happened

today? I ask myself sincerely, if you were in my shoes, how would you feel the pain that cuts deep into

your heart?"

The reporters looked at each other in dismay.

After a while, a reporter candidly said, "Mr. Xuereb, we can't take your word for it as the absolute truth.

If what you're saying is true, please present your evidence. If the evidence is valid, then indeed, Ms.

Fletcher has no connection with the Xuereb family. When the time comes, even if you kick her out,

there won't be a word of criticism from the outside world, let alone accusations of you abandoning your

wife and child."

Since Justin dared to come and speak, he must have been fully prepared.

He clapped his hands twice, and a few men and women dressed in suits and leather shoes walked

over from a distance.

With a poker face, Justin introduced, "Among these individuals, one is a high-ranking official from the

City Hall, another is the person in charge of the paternity test center, and the last one is a consul from

the Notary Office. My words might be unconvincing and even stir up considerable suspicion. In order to

avoid others claiming that I'm causing Scarlett any harm and also being accused of slandering the top

socialite, I've specifically invited several public officials. Firstly, I can confirm that I'm not the one who

registered for marriage with her. Secondly, I will prove that the child she's carrying is not mine. Once

everything settles down, I hope everyone can view this matter objectively. Please refrain from attacking

my family personally. Thank you."

After he finished speaking, he didn't give anyone the chance to express their opinions. Instead, he

directly ordered the accompanying staff to start gathering evidence.

Firstly, it was confirmed that he was not the one who got the marriage certificate with Scarlett.

This was quite simple. The staff just needed to retrieve the registration information.

It turned out that the husband listed in Scarlett's spouse column only shared the same name and

surname as Justin, but none of the other information matched.

The difference was minor, but it was still a difference.

Everyone knew without a doubt that Scarlett had been set up by Justin.

However, did it really matter? The law only cared about evidence. Could Scarlett provide proof that she

had been set up?

No way!

Since she couldn't, she had no right to speak.

Scarlett's face grew even paler as she belatedly realized that Justin had played her.

"Why? Why are you treating me like this? Why are you setting me up like this?"

With a casual shrug, Justin replied in a relaxed manner, "I'm sorry. I don't understand what you mean,

Ms. Fletcher. You should ask the person with whom you originally obtained the marriage certificate.

After all, the spouse information you provided doesn't match my records, so I'm unable to respond."

"You—"

"Alright, now that we've clarified the marriage certificate, it's time to focus on the child in your womb. I'm

afraid we'll need Ms. Fletcher to provide a sample of amniotic fluid, which can then be sent to the

authoritative agency for verification. Ms. Fletcher, I presume you also want to uncover the truth of the

matter. So, please cooperate with us."

Scarlett tightly clenched her fists, forcing herself to remain calm.

One could tamper with a marriage certificate, but surely not with a fetus, right?

Scarlett was puzzled.

This must be Justin's strategy. He's plotting to attack and ruin me.

"What if I refuse to cooperate? Are you going to force me to get the amniotic fluid?"

Justin shrugged. "I wouldn't dare. You're Lady Scarlett, with the Fletcher family supporting you. How

could I dare to be disrespectful to you? If you refuse to cooperate, I'll assume you're too guilty to

proceed with the verification. If that's the case, there's no need for me to continue playing the role of

the generous father. Let's part ways amicably."