Ellie and Ingrid burst into laughter, then the song ends, and something up-tempo plays.
Maya runs up to them. “It’s our song, girls!”
The three of them start dancing, so Del and I walk over to the bar to grab a drink.
“You’re three hours into married life. How are you feeling?” I ask.
Del gazes out onto the dance floor at his wife. The corner of his mouth slants up. “So fucking happy,” he says.
I grin. “I know the feeling.”
We tap our glasses together and sip our drinks. A minute later, Blomdahl comes up to us.
“Need another Scotch already? You just had a full glass,” I joke.
He shakes his head, glancing down at his phone screen. “No, I’m good. I, uh…” He tugs his hair. “Hey, have you heard from your agent or manager?”
“No, why?”
Blomdahl huffs out a breath, and his brow furrows like he’s stressed. He looks down at his phone again.
“I just got this sports news alert,” he says.
He hands me his phone. When I read what’s on his screen, my stomach falls to my feet.
Hockey star has sham marriage, commits insurance fraud
I almost drop my drink.
Chapter 52
Camden
“What the fuck,” I mutter.
I skim the article.
A source tells the Overtime Report that star defenseman for the Denver Bashers Camden Connors’ recent marriage is a ploy to get health insurance for his wife.
The pair wed in June in a courthouse ceremony in Denver after knowing each other for just weeks so that Connors’ wife could have access to health insurance, a source claims.
“She has a few health problems, but nothing dire,” the source said. “I don’t really understand why she can’t use normal health insurance like the rest of us. I guess the appeal of whatever top-tier health insurance professional hockey players have was too good to resist.”
That same source tells us that there were other motives for the marriage, specifically financial.
“She’s an opportunist. And I hate to say it, but she’s got a bit of a gold digger streak in her too,” says the source, who agreed to talk to the Overtime Report on the condition of anonymity.
“I just think it’s messed up that they can get away with doing something like this, something that’s illegal.”
Repeated attempts to reach out to Connors’ agent and manager went unanswered.
Nausea swoops through me, landing like a rock in the pit of my stomach. A second later, rage hits me.
“Connors, what’s wrong? You okay?”
Del’s voice cuts through the ringing in my ears.
I hold up the phone to him. “Some sports news site ran a story about Ellie and me. About how our marriage is a sham and that we only got married so she could get on my insurance. They accused us of committing fraud.”
