Todos los capítulos de Divorced by the Billionaire, Pregnant with His Heir: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Chapter 72 — No One Is ComingElena fell through nothing.No tunnel.No stars.No light.Just a violent sensation of being removed from everywhere else.Then—impact.She hit hard ground.Air rushed from her lungs.For several seconds, she couldn't move.Her palms burned.Her knees hurt.Her head rang.Then she heard Lucas screaming.“Mom!”Elena rolled.“Lucas!”She saw him twenty feet away.Alive.On a black stone floor.Eva wasn't there.Adrian wasn't there.Only the seven Root had marked.Anna.Adam.Seren.Elias.Mara.Lucas.Elena.Seven doors.Seven coordinates.One place.Elias pushed himself upright.“Everyone alive?”Mara groaned.“Define alive.”“Complaining counts.”“Then yes.”Adam stood first.He looked around.No systems appeared.No Genesis interface.No First Door.No City map.Nothing.Seren closed her eyes.Then opened them.“I cannot access anything.”Lucas ran to Elena.She caught him.“Are you hurt?”“My elbow.”“Anything else?”“No.”She checked anyway.Bruised.

Chapter 74 — The Elena Who Remembered Anna“I’m the Elena who never forgot.”Elena could not breathe.The young woman stood only a few yards away.Twenty-five.Lab coat.Dark hair tied badly behind her head.Exhaustion beneath her eyes.The face Elena had seen in recovered recordings.The woman who had stood beside Anna's glass chamber.The woman who had said:Keep going.Beside her stood five-year-old Anna.Small.Frightened.Still waiting.Adult Anna stared at them both.“No.”The younger Elena looked at her.“Anna.”“Don't.”Her voice cracked.“Don't say my name.”Young Elena stopped.Adult Anna backed away.“You're not my mother.”The words hit Elena strangely.Because she didn't know which Elena they were meant for.Current Elena stepped forward.“Anna—”Adult Anna turned on her.“And you don't say anything yet.”Elena stopped immediately.Anna's hands were shaking.Her eyes moved between them.Current Elena.Young Elena.Child Anna.Three pieces of one catastrophe.Elias quietly

Chapter 76 — The Man Who Divided His Crime“A criminal defense experiment.”Nobody spoke.Helen Vale’s words seemed to empty the room.Charles stared at the notebook in her hands.Then the memory arrived.Not slowly.Not gently.A courtroom.Cameras.A screaming mother.Six photographs of six children.And a man sitting at the defense table with absolutely no emotion on his face.Charles staggered.“I remember him.”Helen looked through the connection.“What was his name?”Charles pressed his fingers against his temple.“Arthur…”The memory sharpened.“Arthur Bell.”Helen nodded.Sarah stared at her mother.“What did he do?”Helen closed her eyes.“He murdered six children.”Lucas moved closer to Elena.She immediately put an arm around him.Helen noticed.“I won’t describe it.”“Good,” Elena said.“He was convicted?”“Yes.”“Then why Project Mercy?”Helen placed the notebook on the table.“Because Arthur Bell claimed the person who committed the murders no longer existed.”Elias frow

Chapter 78 — The Charles She ChoseI CHOSE THE CHARLES BLACKWOOD YOU KNOW.Sarah read the sentence three times.It did not become less horrifying.Inside the private boundary, Helen Vale had one hand over her mouth.Victoria stood rigid.Samuel was crying silently.Abel had stopped breathing altogether.The gray-eyed woman stared at the message as if it had physically struck her.Elena looked through the translucent boundary.Outside, Charles was waiting.He could not see the text.Could not hear them.He only knew Sarah had received a private message from the seventh child.And now he was watching their faces.“Open it,” Charles said from outside.Sarah did not move.“Sarah.”Nothing.Charles stepped closer.“What did she say?”Sarah looked at Elena.Not for permission.For confirmation that she was not imagining this.Elena said quietly, “You decide who hears it.”Sarah looked back at Charles.Then typed:WHY DID YOU CHOOSE HIM?The answer came quickly.BECAUSE HE TRIED TO SAVE ME.

Chapter 80 — Forty-Seven Minutes of FreedomFORTY-SEVEN MINUTES REMAIN.The message stayed on the screen.Nothing else.No warning.No explanation.No guidance.Just time.Forty-seven minutes in which the seventh subject had promised not to select anyone.No hidden correction.No outcome pruning.No secret hand pushing one future above another.For the first time in thirty-seven years, Charles was not being curated.Elena was not being protected from one version of herself.Adrian was not being kept alive by invisible selection.Lucas was not being shielded from dangerous possibilities.Everyone simply existed.And that terrified Elena more than any system ever had.Adrian’s breathing steadied on the network.He was still on the floor inside Blackwood House.Eva sat beside him.Lily knelt on his other side.Noah stood near the stabilized door, pale and exhausted.Daniel checked the boundary structure.Catherine watched everyone with the expression of a mother who had just nearly lost