The student I’d sponsored for three years wanted a summer job, so I casually arranged for her to work at my husband’s company. A few months later, she burst into my office, heavily pregnant, tears streaming down her face as she confronted me: “I always knew you didn’t have good intentions when you sponsored me!” “Now I’m carrying Julian’s baby, and he’s suddenly vanished. Are you hiding him?” Her brother, looking absolutely furious, pointed a finger in my face and yelled: “If it weren’t for your fake kindness, how would my sister have met such a scumbag?” “He knocked her up and thinks he can just ditch her? No way!” “Either pay up, or you get a divorce and she becomes Mrs. Vance. Your call!” The news spread like wildfire, and the online comments were brutal. Everyone called me a pimp, saying I used the guise of charity to find a mistress for my husband. But I just smiled. If she actually managed to get pregnant with my husband’s child, I’d have to patent that. I was grading papers when an enraged man slammed open my office door. “Where’s your husband?! Are you hiding him?” “He got my sister pregnant and thinks he can just walk away? Dream on!” Lily Foster stood behind him, clutching her stomach, her eyes red-rimmed. A girl live-streaming on her phone was with them. I frowned. “Lily, what are you doing here?” Lily’s voice was choked with tears. “Ms. Miller, I’m desperate. Julian has gone completely radio silent, I can’t find him…” “And I have a delicate condition; the doctor said a termination would be too risky…” I leaned back in my chair, watching her calmly. “So? What kind of ‘explanation’ are you looking for today?” Derek Foster sneered. “Two options! Either Julian marries my sister, or you pay! My sister is a Harvard graduate, and your animal of a husband ruined her whole life!” The girl holding the phone immediately chimed in. “And this is Ms. Miller, a supposed educator! Using the pretense of sponsoring a struggling student to pimp her out to her own husband! Lily is so pathetic; she finally managed to escape her impoverished background through sheer academic talent, only to fall into an even worse trap!” The live chat exploded: ‘Seriously? This teacher looks so prim and proper, can’t believe she’s such a monster!’ ‘Right? The girl looks barely out of her teens, her life is over!’ A crowd of curious students had gathered at the office door, their chatter growing louder. I stood up, walked to the water cooler, poured myself a cup of water, and took a sip. “Are you done talking?” Derek was furious. “What’s with your attitude?! My sister is carrying your husband’s child!” “Impossible,” I tossed the paper cup into the trash. “The child in her belly is absolutely not my husband’s.” Lily’s eyes immediately reddened again. “Ms. Miller, I know this is hard for you to accept, but it’s true! That night, Julian got me drunk, and when I woke up… he said he truly liked me…” “Oh?” I raised an eyebrow. “Julian told you himself that he liked you?” Lily nodded vigorously, pulling a stack of photos from her bag. “These are the proof, Ms. Miller, may God strike me down if I’m lying!” I glanced at the photos. The angles were strategic, but you could clearly see Julian’s profile and Lily snuggled up beside him. The hotel security footage screenshot was clear, showing a specific night three months ago. “The photos are real,” I said. Derek immediately looked triumphant. “Admit it, then! I told you…” “But the child isn’t my husband’s,” I cut him off. “Lily, you and your people leave now, and I’ll pretend today never happened. If you continue to cause a scene, I’m calling the police.”
The girl who was live-streaming immediately shrieked, “We’re the ones who should be calling the police! Ms. Miller, your husband forced a college student and got her pregnant, and you’re an accomplice!” The live chat absolutely blew up: ‘Is this teacher crazy? Caught red-handed and still denying it!’ ‘Where are the school administrators? Why is someone like this still teaching?’ ‘Lily, don’t be scared, tens of thousands of us netizens have your back!’ Several female students watching from the doorway already had tears in their eyes. “Lily is so pathetic! To be handed over to an old man by the teacher she trusted most!” “Seriously, people like her don’t deserve to be teachers!” Lily clutched her stomach, crying so hard she could barely stand. A wave of bitterness washed over me. Three years ago, I was traveling in a remote fishing village. I found Lily’s parents trying to marry her off to a fifty-something bachelor right before her college entrance exams, desperate to secure funds for the family. She knelt on the ground, clinging to me, begging, “Teacher, I want to study, please help me…” My heart softened. I not only stopped the forced marriage on the spot but also promised to help her through college. She was incredibly bright, getting into Harvard. The day she got her acceptance letter, she called me, crying, “Ms. Miller, I’ll study hard and repay you someday.” I felt so proud then. This summer, she said she wanted to earn her own living expenses. After some thought, I arranged a summer job for her at my husband’s company. I thought I was helping her. Now it seems I was digging my own grave! Seeing my silence, Lily looked up, biting her lip. “Ms. Miller, I know you and Julian have a strong relationship, but my baby is innocent…” Derek immediately interrupted, “Lily, you’re just too soft-hearted! Even if that scumbag is willing to divorce this old woman and marry you, you still need to demand a million in emotional damages!” I smiled, raising an eyebrow. “A million? Lily, you honestly think you’re worth that much?” The surrounding students gasped. “Is this teacher even human? That’s disgusting!” “Seriously! How vicious! I hope her own daughter gets treated like this someday!” “People like her shouldn’t even have kids!” Lily’s face went white, and she almost stumbled. The girl live-streaming quickly steadied her, crying into the camera, “Everyone saw that! This woman doesn’t even treat Lily like a human being!” Derek exploded in rage, grabbing the water cup from my desk, ready to smash it. I looked at him coldly. “Try it. Intentional damage to property, disturbing the peace, that’ll get you a few nights in lockup.” His hand froze mid-air. “And you,” I swept my gaze over the girl live-streaming. “Broadcasting in an office without permission, invading personal privacy. Do you want me to call security right now and get you a major disciplinary record?” The girl’s face changed. Seeing this, Lily cried even harder. “Ms. Miller, how can you be like this? I came to you because I had nowhere else to go. If Julian would just take responsibility, I wouldn’t have bothered you…” “Responsibility?” I stood up. “Responsibility for what? For something that never happened?” I walked up to her, staring into her eyes. “Lily, put your hand on your heart and tell me, is the child in your belly truly Julian’s?” Her eyes flickered for a split second, then became resolute. “Of course, it’s his!” “Really?” I smiled. “Then tell me, that night, what color underwear was Julian wearing?”
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!”
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