All Chapters of Tamed By The Campus Bad Boy: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

AARON'S POV"For him," I repeated, disbelief and fresh alarm tangling together in my chest. "Why would Amanda testify on his behalf after everything he did to manipulate her too?""I don't know the details," Caleb admitted. "Just that the motion was filed. I thought you should know before it becomes another surprise sprung on you in the actual hearing room."After he left, Leon and I sat in stunned silence for a long moment, processing yet another unexpected complication layering itself onto an already fraught situation."We need to call Amanda," Leon said finally. "Find out what's actually going on before we walk into that hearing blind."Amanda answered on the second ring, and her voice, when she heard why we were calling, carried genuine confusion rather than guilt."I have no idea what you're talking about," she said. "Nobody's contacted me about testifying at any hearing. If his lawyer filed something with my name on it, it's news to me.""Would you actually testify for him if th

AARON'S POVI read Rose's message twice, something warm and hopeful cutting through the strange, unsettled aftermath of the hearing."That's wonderful," I said, meaning it completely. "Leon, that's actually incredible. She's turning all of this into something that could genuinely help other people.""She's always had it in her," Leon said softly, though his voice carried an emotional weight that told me the message had hit him deeper than he was letting on. "Even through everything, she's the strongest person I know."We called her immediately, and her voice, when she picked up, carried an energy neither of us had heard from her in longer than we could remember — genuine, unclouded excitement."I already looked into transfer programs," she said, practically breathless. "There's a really good psychology track at the state school, focus on trauma-informed counseling. I know it's a big pivot from what I originally planned to study, but Leon, for the first time in this whole mess, I feel

AARON'S POVNeither of us slept well that night, the vague, unsettling weight of Hayes' message hanging over an otherwise deeply happy day.We called her first thing the next morning, both of us crowded around the phone at the kitchen table, braced for whatever complication was about to unfold."I want to preface this by saying you're not in any danger," Hayes said immediately, clearly sensing our anxiety. "But given everything Ethan said at the parole hearing, the board flagged his case for additional psychiatric evaluation before any future review. That evaluation turned up something we didn't previously know.""What kind of something," Leon asked warily."During his sessions, Ethan disclosed that he wasn't working entirely alone during the initial planning stages," Hayes said carefully. "Before Marcus, before Amanda, before any of it became public. He said there was someone else who helped him develop the earliest parts of the plan — someone he met in an online forum focused on, in

AARON'S POV"Someone we already know," I repeated, my heart hammering as I stared at the message. "Leon, who could that possibly be?"I called Grace back immediately, my hands unsteady, putting the phone on speaker so Leon could hear directly."I did some more digging tonight," she said, her voice carrying an odd mixture of excitement and hesitation. "Cross-referenced dates, hospital records, everything I could find. I think I found the name, and Aaron — it matches someone connected to your fiancé's family, not just yours."My stomach dropped straight through the floor. "What do you mean?""The adoption records list the receiving family's contact person as someone named Patricia Ellwood," Grace said. "I looked her up. She's a practicing attorney now, specializing in privacy law."I felt the blood drain entirely from my face. "Patricia," I said slowly. "Leon, that's our lawyer. That's the woman who's been helping us with the journalist, with the parole hearing paperwork."Leon's expres

AARON'S POVPatricia met us the next afternoon at a quiet cafe near her office, her expression carrying the particular blend of professional composure and personal warmth that had come to define our strange, wonderful new relationship over the past several weeks."I want to preface this," she said, settling into her chair, "by saying it's genuinely not an emergency. I debated even bringing it up before the wedding at all, but given everything you've both been through, I decided you deserved to know rather than be surprised.""What is it," Leon asked, his voice carefully steady."The new attorney reviewing Ethan's file found a discrepancy in the psychiatric evaluation submitted before his parole hearing," Patricia said. "Nothing that changes the outcome — his sentence remains exactly as it was, and there's no new threat to either of you. But the evaluation apparently included a note about a support network he'd allegedly built during incarceration, people he'd been corresponding with w