Part 3Reborn To Reverse The Test

David, Carol, and Aaron didn't dare object.

Not only was my reasoning sound, but more importantly, I was essentially their sole financial backer.

I paid their mortgage, bought their life insurance policies, paid for their car, and even the utility bills were tied to my bank account.

I wasn’t bluffing. I actually reached for my phone to make the call.

Sienna looked terrified.

Her relationship with Aaron was already strained, and if I hadn't been constantly supporting her, her life in the Reed family would have been hell. If I sent her to a locked psychiatric ward, she might never get out.

She gritted her teeth.

“I’m not lying! I have proof! You’ve all been deceived by Willow Reed.”

As she spoke, she hesitated, then pulled a folded A4 paper out of her handbag. I recognized it immediately: a sonogram image.

The results slip bore my name.

Sienna stammered, “I went with Willow for a check-up last week. It shows she’s seven weeks pregnant. Everything I said just now—that she was trying to trap an unsuspecting man—was what she told the doctor. I haven’t lied about a single thing!”

In the previous life, Graham had been driven away by their chaotic yelling before Sienna could even produce this evidence. I had no idea it existed. But I wasn't scared; I simply shook my head.

“That result? AI can generate thousands of those in a minute.”

Sienna didn’t argue. She snatched my phone, typed in my unlock code with practiced ease, and navigated to the City Medical Center's patient portal.

“This is the official patient portal for Tri-State General. I just logged in with your information. This is the electronic medical record for that check-up. The paper can be fake, but this digital record can’t be!”

This time, even I couldn't find a quick retort.

Sienna was right. A paper copy could be forged, but the official hospital electronic file could not.

Seeing my silence, my mother, Carol Reed, seemed to sigh in relief. She looked at me with a touch of guilt. “Willow, I know your sister-in-law has a cruel way of putting things, but she truly is looking out for your future. You can’t hide something like this forever.”

My father, David, nodded in agreement.

“That’s right. If you want to keep the baby, we won’t stop you. But marrying him under false pretenses is no good. You can always have the baby and let Aaron adopt him. Your reputation won’t suffer at all.”

Aaron bypassed me completely and patted Graham on the shoulder.

“Buddy, I sincerely hoped you’d become my brother-in-law. You’re a great guy, well-mannered, and you treat Willow well. But my sister really isn't good enough for you. She's not a good girl.”

“We’re the ones who failed you, Graham. We didn’t raise her right. So I have to apologize to you, on behalf of our whole family.”

Sienna looked like she’d won the lottery. She was waiting for Graham to explode, to maybe even slap me or drag me out of the room.

But Graham didn’t move.

He just looked at me with an extremely odd expression, as if to say, Why is this all happening exactly as you predicted?

Because I had specifically told him to listen and not speak, he could only close his mouth, his face a mask of confusing composure.

I didn’t answer his silent question. Instead, I let out a genuine laugh. “What a coincidence!”

“Graham’s uncle gave me a voucher for a full executive physical. Graham and I went together yesterday. Full body workup. And somehow… they missed the seven-week pregnancy.”