He Brought Me a College Guy, Saying I’d Never Touch Him—But I Kept Him Chapter 08

He Brought Me a College Guy, Saying I’d Never Touch Him—But I Kept Him Chapter 08

Nathaniel froze. He pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at the screen.

Isabella’s number. No mistake.

He put it back to his ear. “I’m looking for Isabella.”

“She’s in the bridal suite right now and can’t come to the phone. Are you here for the wedding? Want me to pass along a message?”

Wedding?

Something inside Nathaniel’s chest lurched.

But then his certainty clicked back into place.

His brain caught up. No wonder she’d been gone all week. She was probably a bridesmaid somewhere.

Good. She deserved a distraction. Something to keep her from overthinking.

“Can you ask her to call me back when she’s free? Tell her it’s her husband.”

“Husband? But…”

He hung up before she could finish.

He turned to his father. “She’s busy. A friend’s wedding. She’ll call when she’s done.”

Eugene didn’t answer.

He just pushed a brown envelope across the table, his face grim.

“Look at this first.”

Nathaniel walked over and pulled out the contents.

When he saw what they were, his eyes went wide.