“Eight months after divorcing me because I “couldn’t give him a family,”

At the time, Naomi had laughed it out of mediation.

Now it didn’t look ridiculous.

It looked like preparation.

“What was the plan?” I whispered.

Elias didn’t answer.

Naomi did.

“They needed a Carter biological heir.”

I looked at her.

“But Ryan left me because he thought I couldn’t have one.”

She looked toward the cryogenic report.

“No.”

The blood drained from my face.

He hadn’t left because I couldn’t give him a child.

He had left because they thought they had already found another way to obtain one.