Nate’s POV
The morning after I had overheard my father’s phone call, I headed straight to his office.
I needed answers. About the woman he’d talked about, whether it was Avery… or someone else.
He shut me down immediately . He told me it was a confidential business, none of my concern.
Even when I pushed harder asking for any information he could give, if he’d been talking to my ex-wife, his expression was cold and stern.
He reminded me she wasn’t my wife anymore, then walked out, leaving me with nothing but more questions.
Weeks passed. The wedding was only two weeks and some days away. I moved through each day like a f*****g zombie.
Sleep barely came anymore. When it did, all I dreamed about was her. Guilt sat on my chest like concrete.
I’d sent my investigators everywhere to
