My mother covered her mouth.
Rachel paled.
Jason froze.
Mr. Hayes continued reading.
"I tried to forgive you for the sake of our baby," Lily continued. "But every lie, every sleepless night, consumed me until something inside me died long before my body did."
Jason suddenly stood up.
"This is garbage!" he shouted.
"She didn't write that."
Rachel tugged urgently at his sleeve.
"Jason, sit down."
Phones began to appear discreetly in people's hands.
Recording. Mr. Hayes remained impassive.
"That's why I changed my will," he continued.
"I am leaving my husband, Jason Reed, nothing beyond what the law requires."
Jason's face turned red.
"You can keep your personal belongings and the car in your name," Mr. Hayes read.
"That's all".
An astonished silence filled the church.
"You've already taken enough from me."
Jason let out a bitter laugh.
"Incredible".
But Mr. Hayes was not finished.
"The rest of my assets," he continued, "including my home, my savings, and my life insurance, will be placed in a trust for my unborn son, Noah."
I held my breath.
"If Noah does not survive," the letter continued, "the trust will pass to my sister, Emily Carter."
My legs almost gave out.
The room was spinning.
I didn't know.
It's not about the will.
It's not about any of this.
Jason let out a bitter laugh.
"Your sister?" he asked disdainfully.
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