After Having a Dream, I Became Pregnant with a Billionaire’s Child
Chapter 269 - 263

Chapter 269: Chapter 263

Carlos smiled faintly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes,

"The outfit you’re wearing, there’s only three in the world, and just one in this country. It’s hanging in the closet of our villa right now.

I specifically bought it for my wife as a wedding gift when we got married."

The moment he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room froze instantly, as if time had stopped flowing.

A tense and awkward aura filled the air, and everyone held their breath, awaiting Nana Ross’s reaction.

Nana’s complexion turned pale instantly, as if slapped across the face, her cheeks alternating between red and white. Her smug smile froze, giving way to utter embarrassment.

She instinctively stepped back, disbelief in her eyes, her hands trembling slightly as they clutched her clothes, as if seeking confirmation. She stammered,

"This... how can this be possible?

You’re lying, mine is genuine."

Her voice carried a trace of tremor.

She looked at Emily Parker, her previous arrogance vanished without a trace, replaced by an almost pleading gaze.

Emily frowned slightly, she was also a bit surprised.

She could easily find the details of every Coco customer with a few clicks, but this time she really didn’t know that the only limited edition garment in the country was sitting in the villa’s closet.

Though the dressing room had many clothes, Emily, being a minimalist, didn’t care much for attire, prioritizing comfort in her everyday wear, so she hadn’t thoroughly checked the closet, nor did she realize Carlos had bought the limited edition outfit.

Carlos’s tone was cold, his eyes showing a firm determination,

"Master Coco’s design philosophy has always been about customization for the few, each limited edition having strict records and serial numbers.

The outfit you’re wearing is nothing but a crude imitation, with poor craftsmanship."

He snickered slightly, his eyes showing a trace of disdain.

Nana’s face turned uglier and uglier, she tried to retort, but her voice grew weaker,

"This... you have no proof, you’re just slandering me!"

Her voice was almost trembling, and her eyes were filled with panic. Carlos smirked, pulling a phone from his pocket, and with a gentle tap, a video appeared on the screen.

The video showed the closet in their villa, recorded just now by the servants.

Inside hung an outfit identical to the one Nana was wearing, with a tag beside it clearly stating, "Three worldwide, one in the country."

"This is the evidence."

Carlos handed the phone to the police, his tone unmistakably certain,

"Nana Ross is suspected of extortion, and the evidence is conclusive. My wife didn’t make a false report to the police.

Officer, the truth is clear. Please bring the criminal to justice."

The officer took the phone, examining it carefully, his eyes serious.

After confirming the video wasn’t fabricated, the police issued an arrest warrant.

Nana’s face had turned deathly pale; she knew she’d genuinely fallen this time.

She tried to explain,

"Emily, no, Manager Parker, I was set up too, I didn’t even know this was a counterfeit..."

But facts speak louder than words.

After checking her purchase records, the police proved she was lying and took her away on the spot.

After Nana’s incident, the atmosphere of the reunion instantly changed.

The once lively gathering fell into silence, leaving only stillness.

The few classmates who were close to Nana were all frightened, fearing Emily would pursue their previous gossip in the chat group.

They hurriedly approached Emily to apologize.

Emily didn’t linger much longer, slightly shaking her head, her gaze cold,

"Blame rests upon the offender; grievances have origins. The matter is resolved, and I don’t wish to stay and face these people any longer."

She turned and left, her steps firm and steady.

"Unexpectedly, Junior President Carter, you’re quite something.

Truly a wife-protector."

Evelyn Hanson, who previously thought Carlos was a brainless playboy, suddenly couldn’t stop praising him.

She smiled and gave Carlos a thumbs-up, her eyes filled with teasing.

Inside, Emily couldn’t help but let out a wry smile, shaking her head slightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

If Evelyn knew that she and Carlos were about to sign a divorce agreement soon, she wondered what her reaction would be.

Just as the three of them reached the hotel entrance, Evelyn hailed a cab home.

When the driver came to pick up Emily, Carlos quickly stepped in with his long legs, taking a seat in the car as well.

Emily frowned slightly,

"Are you going back to the villa?"

She was a bit surprised; she thought that after such a big upheaval, Carlos would still be angry with Mrs. Carter.

Carlos smiled slightly, his tone relaxed yet carrying a hint of helplessness,

"Mom took back my car and villa, and the pocket money from the family fund for this month was spent on attorney fees. That solicitor Si Tu Qing is really not cheap.

Now I have no job, the lawsuit is not over, and I still need to give you alimony every month, so I’m short on cash and gotta mooch when I can."

He shrugged, with a teasing glint in his eyes, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

There’s nothing shameful about mooching off the wife, after all.

Emily was speechless; she hadn’t expected Mrs. Carter to act so ruthlessly.

Mrs. Carter was genuinely furious, determined to break up Carlos and Rainny.

"Well, let’s return to the villa and have a good talk."

Emily sighed softly, leaning tiredly against the car seat.

She didn’t want to drag things out any longer; the matter had to be resolved.

Carlos nodded subtly, a hint of nervousness flickering in his eyes,

"Just as well, I have something to tell you too."

All along the way, he pondered how to confess to Emily that he had grown fond of her.

The reason he had been taking care of Rainny all along was really because...

Both of them carried their own thoughts, a subtle silence filling the car interior.

Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink, with only faint lights flickering, silently narrating the complexities and changes of the night.

By the time they reached the villa, the sky had completely darkened, leaving only the tiny lights in the night.

Emily was the first to get out of the car; she slightly raised her head, a determined look in her eyes,

"I’ll wait for you in the room."

Her voice was calm and detached. She remembered the divorce agreement, still lying quietly in the bedroom drawer, silently reminding her that this marriage had come to an end.

When Carlos and Emily returned, Mrs. Carter had already finished her meal.

Emily entered the room first, followed closely by Carlos.

"Well..."

They both spoke simultaneously.

Carlos cleared his throat,

"You go first."

Emily pointed to the drawer,

"There’s something for you in the drawer."