Chapter 3 - Ryan Denied His Own Daughter Until I Put the DNA Test on the Wedding TableRyan finally found his voice.
“This is a lie.”
I expected that.
“No.”
“You're trying to destroy my wedding.”
“You destroyed your own wedding when you invited me.”
Lauren stared at him.
“Ryan?”
He looked at her.
“I don't know what she's talking about.”
I pulled the DNA report from my purse.
Then placed it on the table.
“Read it.”
His hand shook.
He opened it.
The room became silent.
Lauren grabbed the document.
Her eyes moved across the page.
Then she looked at Ryan.
“Is this real?”
He didn't answer.
I did.
“Court-certified.”
Ryan looked at me.
“You were pregnant when we divorced?”
“Yes.”
“Why didn't you tell me?”
I almost laughed.
“You called me barren.”
His face tightened.
“You disappeared.”
“I protected my daughter.”
“You had no right.”
“You lost that right when you chose Lauren.”
Lauren stepped backward.
“You told me she couldn't have children.”
Ryan stared at her.
“I thought she couldn't.”
I looked at him.
“That was never the truth.”
His mother suddenly appeared.
“What is going on?”
She saw the report.
Then the photograph.
Her face turned white.
“No.”
I looked at her.
“Yes.”
She whispered, “That child cannot be his.”
I smiled.
“Then perhaps you should ask your own son.”
Ryan's father entered the room.
His expression was unusually calm.
Too calm.
He looked at me.
Then at the documents.
And for the first time, I saw recognition.
He knew.
Not about Emma.
About something else.
The missing inheritance.
The shell companies.
The transfers.
He knew.
I realized it immediately.
And he realized that I realized.
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That was the moment the wedding stopped being a wedding.
It became a battlefield.
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