Page 119 of A Lesson for Laurel

That was behind them and no reason to bring it up.

“While you’re cooking, can I see the document?”

She walked over and took an envelope off the counter and handed it to him. “I read it, but it’s a bunch of legal bullshit. I got the gist of it though.”

He sat down at the little kitchen table and glanced through it quickly and tried to hold back his laugh.

“This is all crap,” he said. “Easily thrown out. You never signed a contract, correct?”

“Of course not,” she said. “Nothing. My name was on nothing for this wedding. His parents did everything. It’s as I said before, I had no say in even the menu. I didn’t even taste anything. Philip and his mother did.”

“I wonder if she’s suing her son?” he asked, smirking.

“I doubt it, but I’m going to find out.”

“You’re going to call him?” he asked, lifting his eyebrow.

“I am,” she said. “I’m pretty sure this is happening because he never told his mother the truth about the broken engagement.”

“You mean that he was cheating on you?” he asked. “I’d think that is hard to hide when you broke it off in a public place.”

“Philip is good at spinning things. By the way, I signed a prenup. That was his mother’s idea. She lists that there.”

He flipped through and found it. “That means nothing. She’s grasping at straws even bringing it up. Does she think you brokeit off because of that? Because if that is the case, you wouldn’t have signed it.”

“I don’t know what the hell she thinks. I’m going to put these on the grill.”

He finished looking over the papers in front of him. It was all silly and probably meant to scare Laurel more than anything. Or negotiate to get some money back.

Maybe it was for Philip’s family to save face.

More likely it was to make Laurel’s life miserable. It’d been a year since she’d ended things.

Then it hit him.

“Your wedding was supposed to have been a week ago,” he said. “Right?”

“Yep, nine days ago. I’m sure that is what is causing this. And it probably took her time to get the paperwork done. Or get her husband to agree to do this.”

He noticed it was Philip’s father’s firm, but not Philip’s father as the lawyer. That was interesting.

“Do you know the lawyer who is on this?” he asked.

“No,” she said. “I found it funny, but that means nothing. Nothing was done there without Philip’s father knowing.”

“It could mean that it’s not Philip’s father’s doing though.”

“I’m positive it’s not,” she said. “But not my problem. After dinner I’m going to call Philip.”

Easton wasn’t so sure he liked that idea. “Why don’t you hold off,” he said.

“Why?” she asked. “I want to know if he lied about the reason for our engagement ending. If he didn’t tell his mother the truth, I’m going to do it.”

“That’s his problem if he didn’t tell her the truth. Do you care if he’s blindsided?”

He didn’t like the fact that maybe she still had some feeling for the dick that she wanted to forewarn him.

“I don’t care if he is,” she said. “But if I can get this to end with a phone call, why not?”

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