"Mom! Didn't I already tell you that the test is unnecessary?" Julian was speechless.
He thought his mother had already given up on the idea after he had knocked some sense into her. After all, she did not bring the topic up anymore and she treated Susan very well.
However, never had he expected that she would secretly carry out the test behind him.
"Yeah, but luckily I didn't listen to you and did the test," Madam Shaw shot Susan a glance and then continued in a scornful tone, "Or else I wouldn't know that the baby in her stomach is not yours! This b*tch has been lying to us the whole time, Julian!"
With her raised voice, her eyes grew with anger and frustration.
Who was Susan? She was merely a girl who came from a family with a low status. She should have thanked her ancestor for being able to marry Julian. Yet, not only did she not cherish the marriage, but she even dared to cheat on her husband. If it were in ancient times, a woman like her who had an extramarital affair had to be burned to death, i
"DNA paternity test? I'm cheating on Julian?" Susan's face took on a grim expression. She turned to Julian and asked, "What the hell is she talking about? You know that too, Julian?” "Susie, Mom mentioned it to me once, but I already rejected the idea," Julian hastily explained.
"See Julian, this is the consequence of trusting this woman too much," Madam Shaw added, "The result is clear. The probability of paternity is 0%. The kid in her stomach is not yours, Julian. I've read the report."
"Mom, stop it right now," Julian's voice turned cold.
If he was not the father of the baby in Susan's stomach, then who could it be? Julian did not believe Madam Shaw at all.
"I’m not messing around, Julian," Madam Shaw snapped. She did not expect this kind of reaction from Julian at all. She then continued, "The accuracy of the technique is as high as 99°/°! If the result says the baby is not yours, then it is definitely not yours!"
Julian remained steadfast. He said, "The examination i s handled by humans, so human error is bound to happen. Perhaps an error happens in the midway of the process, or perhaps the result so happened to fall o n the 1%, who knows? Don't think too much, Mom. I'm certainly the father of the baby."
Madam Shaw's eyes widened in disbelief. She could not believe that she had presented every bit of evidence to Julian and yet he still chose to believe Susan, i
Unwilling to give up, she said with exasperation," Have you lost your mind, Julian? How is there any chance that the test could be wrong? Okay then, if you want to say the test result is wrong no matter what, let's just treat the test result as incorrect."
After that, she turned to Susan and said, "Susan, if you dare, follow me to the hospital and do another test. I don't believe the test would be wrong again.”
As she was speaking, she went forward to grab Susan’s arm, only to be blocked down by Julian.
Frowning, Julian said again, "Mom, stop messing around!"
This was the second time Julian asked her to stop messing around.
Her countenance turned grim. Anger lined her face and she snarled, "Julian Shaw! I am your mother! Do you think I'd harm you? What kind of spell did the woman cast on you? Why won’t you listen to me? You're not the father of the baby inside of her stomach. You..."
Before Madam Shaw could finish speaking, Susan interrupted, her voice was cold, almost devoid of any emotions, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever's on your mind. Do you know that you have to bear responsibility for whatever that comes out of your mouth?"
Madam Shaw shot daggers at Susan and then said, "O h, drop the innocent act, you filthy b*tch! Just tell us already! Who is the father to that b*st*rd in your stomach!"
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