The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 890

Jamison pulled the phone away from his ear, frowning before letting out a scoff.

Having known his best buddy for years, he could guarantee Naylor wouldn't just take this lying down.

He would definitely make a move. Hell, he might even crash the wedding.

After all, Katrina was the pioneer—the first woman to dump Naylor completely out of the blue during the honeymoon phase!

Jamison's prediction proved incredibly accurate.

The moment Naylor took his seat on the plane and his mind settled, his friend's words flooded his brain.

The thought of the woman who discarded him turning around and marrying a practical stranger made him want to rip his own hair out!

Pissed beyond belief, he whipped out his phone before takeoff and dialed Katrina's number without a second thought.

At that very moment, Katrina was in a tense meeting at her law firm, analyzing a case with several senior partners.

Her phone was on vibrate, but when it buzzed loudly against the table, a few colleagues shot her irritated glances.

Startled, she snatched up the phone and instinctively hit reject.

But right as the screen went black, she caught the Caller ID. Her heart slammed against her ribs!

It had been two months, and they hadn't spoken once.

She bumped into him by total coincidence yesterday, and now he was calling her? Her mind raced. What did he want? Did he see her yesterday too?

Before she could process anything, her boss barked her name, demanding specifics on the case.

She shoved the phone aside, snapped her binder open, and dove back into work.

Meanwhile, sitting in first class, Naylor stared at his rejected call screen as if someone had just spat in his face.

She dared to hang up on him?

When they broke up, hadn't she promised there were no hard feelings? Hadn't she said she'd always remember how much he helped her when her mother got sick? And now she wouldn't even pick up the phone?

Naylor was breathing hard, practically vibrating with rage.

If he wasn't already trapped on this damn plane, he would have hunted that woman down and demanded an explanation right to her face!

By month eight, Ivy's belly was so massive it looked terrifying just to watch her walk.

Jamison slashed his working hours. Unless it was an absolute emergency, he didn't even set foot in the hospital, preferring to stay glued to Ivy's side at home.

They hadn't visited the Ludwig estate in ages, simply because Jamison refused to risk the bumpy car ride.

Adela didn't exactly adore her daughter-in-law, but considering the physical toll the twin pregnancy was taking, she drove over personally every single week to check on her.

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