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His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet
最終更新日 : 2026-07-31
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Winning Back the Wife
Dark Romance
Bully
Possessive
Arrogant
Betrayal
Misunderstanding
Regret
Contemporary
Who was I to resist the temptation of a star hockey captain who wanted my body… and my cooking? For two years, I was Marco Marten’s secret lover. A midnight craving he satisfied behind locked doors. I gave him every piece of my soul in the dark, while he gave me nothing but his silence in the light. While he was still warm from my bed, he was busy planning the wedding of the century with the woman who had already stolen my past. To him, I was just a reasonable convenience. To me, he was my entire world. But I am done being the shadow. "We’re done, Marco. I’m getting married, too." His grip tightened on my wrist, his eyes darkening with a dangerous, suffocating possessiveness. "You? Married? Who allowed it?" He thinks he can keep me as his secret while he stands at the altar with her. He’s wrong.
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His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet 152. Where My Heart Finally Belonged
“What’s the meaning of this?” I stared at the official hologram in my hand, one eyebrow raised. My brain, which had just been completely consumed by divorce drama, suddenly glitch-ed.Jonah leaned back in his chair, folded his arms across his chest, and smiled casually. “That’s my last gift. How about it? You like it, right?”“Huh?” I snorted, staring at him as if he’d just grown a second head. “I’m signing our divorce agreement. Why are you offering me a Marriage Registration Certificate as a gift? What a joke—”“That’s for you and Marco Marten.”The words slipped out, cutting off my protests with surgical precision.I don’t know how long passed after that. What was clear was that a long, absolute silence engulfed the entire room. Not a sound could be heard, not even the hum of the air conditioner. I could only stand still, staring straight into Jonah’s gray eyes. He wasn’t being sarcastic. His gaze was incredibly calm and… serious.“For me and Marco?” I repeated softly, my voice al
最終更新日 : 2026-07-31His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet 151. A Love Worth Leaving For
"Yeah. A skinny, dirty, flea-ridden stray cat. I found it when I was in elementary school. I sneaked it into the house through the window and hid it in the corner under my bed."I could feel the cold tiles of my old bedroom creeping up to the soles of my feet now. That little gray cat... its ribs clearly protruding from its wet skin. Until the end of its life, I never even gave it a name because my little brain was too afraid to bond.“I gave him leftovers from the kitchen, and he ate them greedily. Maybe he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a full stomach, so he’d swallow anything.”“But then, was it the fifth or sixth day? Just when I was feeling so proud and planning to give him a bath after school…” I swallowed, my throat feeling like it was stuffed with sand. “His body was stiff. His eyes were open, staring blankly from under my bed.”Jonah paused, his shoulders tensing.“Years later, I learn that kittens shouldn’t drink lactose-containing cow’s milk. Their digestive syste
最終更新日 : 2026-07-31His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet 150. One Last Thank You
My bedroom door swung open, shattering the silence that had been filled only by the ticking of the clock. Jonah stepped in.“Look what I brought. You’re going to love it!” he exclaimed. He held out a bright red box with a carelessly tied gold ribbon.I leaned back against the pile of pillows, my arms folded across my chest. Seeing Jonah smile so wide that his eyes narrowed, just like a five-year-old who had just won a toy at a fair, sent a strange, amusing sensation to the pit of my stomach. Truly, this man’s good looks sometimes contradicted his demeanor.“What is it?” Jonah pulled up a chair and sat beside my bed. His large hands were now busy pulling at the ends of the gold ribbon, untying the knot, and then opening the lid of the red box. Whatever was in there, Jonah must have brought it with a singular goal: to make me smile. And honestly, this wasn't the first time he'd brought a gift. Last time, he'd given me an antique piece of jewelry that probably paid off half of my par
最終更新日 : 2026-07-31His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet 149. Because You Loved Me
Have I ever had anyone to care for me when I was sick?The answer is no. In my entire life, I have almost no memory of being cared for. Because since childhood, my survival instincts have always screamed at me not to get sick. I knew my place and value in that house very well. If I got sick, I would only be an extra burden, bothering people, provoking their annoyance, and ultimately, I would have to endure the pain alone in a corner. I grew up with the narrow mindset that everyone in this world faces their pain alone.Eventually, I became friends with Mira in my first year of high school.When the girl contracted dengue fever, her parents, who were already divorced, willingly lowered their egos to take turns caring for her in the hospital.Watching Mira's family's sweet interaction at that time, my stomach felt as if it had been doused with boiling water. Jealousy so intense it made me nauseous. And perhaps because my immune system reacted to that damn stress, for the first time in
最終更新日 : 2026-07-31His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet 37. A Lie Too Beautiful
How many more layers of deceit could I stack on top of the fragile truth?I stared at the woman sitting beside me, watching the warm living room light catch the edge of her sapphire ring as she gently held my icy hands. There was a pure, unadulterated tenderness in her grip, the kind I was so used
His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet 35. A Dish Best Left Untouched
The phone wouldn’t stop ringing. It drilled into my skull, over and over, dragging me out of sleep with a spike of irritation. I groaned, eyes still shut, blindly groping for the source of the noise.My head felt like it had been stuffed with wet cement, heavy and pounding, and my throat, oh God, d
His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet 33. He Tasted Like Regret
The scent of cinnamon and scorched coffee beans in this cramped warehouse turned cloying, coating the back of my throat like dust. The fluorescent lights above us hummed low, casting sharp shadows on Marco's hardened face."The hospital."The word hung between us. Does he know? Does he know about t
His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet 5. One Bite Too Far
I gritted my teeth so hard my jaw burned. He always had a way of leaving me speechless, didn't he?I stepped forward, trying to push his chest out of my way, but Marco didn't budge. Instead, he closed the distance, pressing our knees together. He lowered his head, staring at me from so close that h
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