“And when I finally got pregnant, I thought we were going to share that fear and that joy together. Instead, you turned our baby into a financial negotiation.”
Spencer’s shoulders slumped.
“I can change.”
“Then change without expecting me to stay and supervise you.”
She stepped back into the house.
I closed the door.
This time, he didn’t knock again.
But the real reckoning came three days later.
It began with a letter from Richard Hayes’s attorney.
The letter accused Chloe of interfering with a family trust and attempting to manipulate Spencer’s inheritance. It demanded that she stop contacting family members about the gender reveal incident and threatened legal action if she made what it called “defamatory statements.”
Chloe read it twice.
Then she laughed.
It wasn’t a happy laugh.
It was the kind that escapes someone when the truth has become too absurd to bear.
