Semua Bab My Hockey Star Ex-husband's Regret: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Adriana's POV My husband had just made the biggest comeback in NHL history, and all I could think about was the secret growing inside me. The press conference room buzzed with a lot of excitement as reporters leaned forward in their seats and their cameras flashed nonstop. I sat in the front row, right where I belonged as Ethan Blake's wife. My hands rested in my lap, trying to hide the slight jitters of nerves as I watched the man I loved take the podium. Ethan looked perfect up there; tall, broad-shouldered, every inch the NHL star he was born to be. His golden brown eyes sparkled under the bright lights as he grinned at the crowd. After three years of uncertainty, he was finally back where he belonged. "Thank you all for coming today," Ethan said, his voice carrying that confidence that made me fall in love with him six years ago. "Three years ago, doctors told me I may never walk again. They said my hockey career was finished." The room was now silent, even I held my br

Vivienne’s POV The photos were perfect. I stared down at my phone screen, studying each image with the satisfaction of a chess player who just cornered her opponent's king. Adriana was wrapped in another man's arms. She was laughing with her face tilted up toward his. She was being spun around like she was weightless, her dress flying up around her legs. The lighting was good. The angles were even better. Anyone looking at these photos would see exactly what I wanted them to see, a woman meeting her lover while her husband was inside celebrating the biggest moment of his career. I put my phone back into my purse and smoothed down my black dress. The press conference was wrapping up inside, which meant Ethan would be coming out soon. I needed to position myself perfectly for this next part. The thing about men like Ethan Blake was that they were surprisingly easy to manipulate once you understood their weaknesses. Pride. Loyalty. The desperate need to be needed. I've been st

Adriana's POV The world exploded.Metal crashed into metal with a sound like thunder. The dark sedan slammed into my side of the car, and suddenly I was flying sideways, my body thrown against the door like a rag doll.Glass shattered everywhere. The window beside me burst into a million pieces, cutting into my skin like tiny knives. My head whipped to the side and cracked against something hard and pain shot through my skull."Vivienne!" Ethan's voice cut through the chaos sounding panicked and desperate. "Vivienne, are you okay?"That was not my name. Ethan was not calling his wife's name. But Vivienne's.I tried to speak and call out to him, but my voice came out as a weak gasp. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. My stomach felt kind of strange and I began to feel very terrified.The baby. Oh God, my baby."I'm okay," Vivienne's voice came from the front seat, shaky but clear. "I think I'm okay. My shoulder hurts, but I can move everything.""Thank God." Relief poured

Adriana's POV The kiss burned in my mind like a brand as I turned around and stumbled backward from Vivienne's doorway. My hands pressed against the wall for support as the thought of his gentle voice calling her special and the way he promised to stay with her all night replayed in my mind.While his wife lay alone and hurt.I felt a sudden sharp and stabbing pain in my lower belly and I nearly bent all the way down to the ground to try to ease it."No," I whispered, leaning against the wall. "Please, no."The pain was different this time. It was strong and urgent like a really bad period cramp."Nurse!" I called out, my voice echoing off the walls of the corridor. "Help! Someone help me!" I yelled as soon as the pain gave way a bit.A young nurse with dark hair hurried toward me with her face full of concern. "Ma'am, you shouldn't be out of bed. What's wrong?""I'm pregnant," I gasped, still clutching my stomach. "Six weeks. Something's wrong. The cramping is getting worse."Her ex

Ethan's POV I stared at my wife's back as she turned away from me. She pulled the blanket up to her chin and ignored me completely. Like I wasn't even in the room.Pregnant. How could she be pregnant and never tell me?Anger burned in my chest. How could she keep something like that from me? How could she hide the fact that she was carrying a baby?Unless..."When were you going to tell me?" I asked, moving closer to her bed. "Or were you ever going to tell me?"Adriana didn't move. She kept her face buried in the pillow and her shoulders were shaking with silent crying."I know you can hear me," I said, making my voice harder. "You can't just ignore me forever."But she still didn't move or say anything back.The silence made my anger worse. Here I was, finding out my wife was pregnant from a doctor, and she wouldn't even look at me."You know what I think?" I said, moving around to the other side of the bed so I could see her face. "I think you never planned to tell me at all."Tha