Chapter summary of Chapter 3 – Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies by Quirinus Amalia
In Chapter 3, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies by Quirinus Amalia, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies.
She projected the call onto the big screen of the press conference, and the next second, Blake's face appeared before my eyes.
That face that accompanied me daily—I knew it better than anyone.
He wouldn't answer my call but answered Olivia's immediately.
Rage surged through me, making me dizzy.
He'd better clarify this mess quickly, or I wouldn't let him come home easily.
But the next second, I froze.
Blake's voice was incredibly gentle:
"Honey, what are you doing?"
The little boy ran over, sweetly calling, "Dad."
Blake smiled, "Have you been listening to your mom at home?"
The boy nodded, then his little face scrunched up as if remembering something.
"Yes, but someone keep making Mom angry. Today a woman claimed Mom was a homewrecker and embarrassed her in public."
Hearing this, surprise flashed in Blake's eyes, quickly replaced by anger.
"What kind of nobody dares cause trouble at Jensen Group? My only wife is Olivia."
"Olivia, fight back. I will support you."
As he spoke, Olivia rushed up to me, raised her hand, and slapped me hard across the face.
"I've been patient with you, but you've gone too far. Now that I've proven myself, you should accept it."
I stood there stunned, my face pale:
"That's impossible. He can't be Blake. Blake would never treat me this way."
"Give me the phone! I need to ask him what's going on!"
I reached out to grab the phone, wanting to confront Blake privately.
But Olivia wouldn't give me the chance. Seeing me approach, panic flashed across her face.
She quickly backed away, then shouted at me:
"What are you doing?! This is my husband! Can't win the argument so you're getting physical?"
"Security! Is there any security? Get this tramp out of here!"
The scene descended into chaos. Security approached to remove me, but I clutched my belly and looked at them.
"I'm pregnant. If you dare touch me and something happens, will you take responsibility?!"
The security guards stopped when they saw my pregnant belly, looking at me helplessly:
"Miss, this is a press conference. Please leave."
I was furious. "Are you all blind? Can't you see who's really causing trouble?"
I didn't know what Olivia was plotting, but while the face in the video was Blake's, with today's advanced technology, AI face synthesis wasn't impossible.
Unless I saw the person standing in front of me, I wouldn't believe it.
As I was thinking, I suddenly remembered someone who could prove my identity.
"Right! My mother-in-law can confirm who I am."
I frantically pulled out my phone, about to call Blake's mother. But after seeing Olivia, I put the screen down.
"If you claim to be Blake's wife, you must have his mother's number."
My fists were clenched, my chest heaving, my shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
"Mom, it's Ava. I'm your daughter-in-law. How can you help this outsider?"
Before I could finish, Olivia pulled the phone away and slapped me hard across the face.
"What are you yelling about? Who gave you permission to claim her as your mother?"
Olivia's voice turned plaintive as she whined to my mother-in-law.
"Mom, please come to the company and confirm my identity. Some tramp is trying to climb the social ladder."
The person on the other end must be an impostor. I took out my phone and sent a WhatsApp message to my mother-in-law.
I briefly described today's events, hoping she would come to the company to confirm my identity.
My mother-in-law responded promptly, saying she would drive over immediately.
Given her temperament, Olivia would certainly be thrown out of the company when she arrived.
I just needed to wait for my mother-in-law—then the truth would be revealed.
Soon after, my mother-in-law's car stopped at the entrance.
She got out, moving slowly with her characteristic cane.
Seeing it was truly my mother-in-law, the weight in my heart lifted. I rushed forward to help her.
"Mom, you're finally here! Please explain to everyone that I'm your daughter-in-law!"
"This woman appeared out of nowhere with a child, claiming she's Blake’s wife!"
"They've been bullying me! Please don't let them get away with it!"

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