All Chapters of His Icy Regret: I Quit My Hockey Secret Lover's Wet Sheet: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CRASH!The porcelain vase that usually stood proudly in the corner of the Sinclaire mansion exploded across the Persian carpet in a rain of white shards.Howard Sinclaire stood frozen in the middle of the living room, chest heaving violently. His fingers were locked around the steel shaft of his golf club so tightly his knuckles had gone bone-white. The sharp scent of whiskey and fury suffocated the air.On the couch, Cassandra trembled in Ashley’s arms, sobbing so hard her shoulders shook. Every cry scraping out of her throat sounded sharper than the shattering porcelain.Howard finally let the golf club slip from his hand. The metal hit the marble floor with a hollow echo.He strode toward his daughter and dropped to his knees in front of her, his expensive slacks wrinkling against the carpet."I'm sorry, sweetheart. I didn't mean to startle you," Howard whispered, his voice hoarse, far from the authoritarian tone he usually used in the boardroom. He pulled Cassandra into his arms,

[Hazel Quinn]Martin's car door slammed shut, separating us from the cold outside air.The car began to drive in silence, cutting through the quiet, upscale residential streets. Jonah said nothing, his gaze focused on the road ahead. However, as soon as the car stopped at the first red light...The laughter exploded.A thunderous, rough, and unbearable laugh burst from my throat. I laughed until my stomach cramped, leaning back against the leather seat and covering my face. Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes. I wiped them roughly, choking on my own laughter."Oh my god... I had a hard time holding back my laughter when I was dealing with those clowns!" I gasped between breaths. "Did you see the expressions on Ashley and that idiot Hendrik when they found out I was pregnant? Hilarious! Their faces looked like they'd swallowed live flies!"Jonah snorted in amusement, turning the steering wheel as the light turned green. "You almost made me break character, Haze. I've been setting

My body jerked stiff. Warning alarms went off, deafening inside my skull.Damn it! If I let him continue to take control of this atmosphere, he might drag me to bed tonight. And I have no intention of surrendering my rotting body to him!With a little force, I pushed his shoulder, forcing our lips apart. My breath hitched."Marco... wait," I whispered, holding his chest. "The doctor... the doctor said I shouldn't experience too much stimulation in this first trimester. It... it won't be good for the fetus."Marco let out a ragged breath. His chest heaved, his gaze unfocused. He brushed my wet bottom lip with his thumb, then leaned in until our noses touched. A dangerous grin appeared on his lips."But if it's just kissing all night, it's fine, right?" he whispered hoarsely.Problem! That's a big problem!But before I could form a new excuse, Marco devoured my lips again. This time more fiercely, more possessively. Without breaking the kiss, he stood, picked me up bridal style, and car

Ashley's hands trembled. The glossy photos rubbed against each other, making a soft rustling sound in the suffocating silence of the living room. Her red eyes were fixated on the sharp images in her hands.One photo showed Marco's defined jawline leaning too close to Hazel's ear. Another captured his strong back as he followed Hazel into the hallway of a rundown apartment building with peeling paint.Ashley's head throbbed, filled with a flurry of conflicting confusion.Hazel had just visited this house a few days ago. She had bowed her head, apologized with a remorseful expression, and announced that she was pregnant and would soon marry Jonah Bennet.Indeed, there had been a time when Cassandra had cried and suspected Hazel of trying to seduce Marco. However, those doubts seemed to be swept away when Hazel arrived with the news of her own wedding.Yes, she had clearly said she was marrying Jonah."So... what is this?" Ashley's breath hitched. "Is she... making fun of us?"The second

“Ugh, this is the worst.”My skin felt as dry as desert sand. I took a deep breath until my lungs ached, then exhaled forcefully toward the sink mirror.That damn man. How could he, with such an innocent face, invite Mira and her husband to join us for dinner. Why? Of course, because he wanted to show off that he was the one who booked the entire restaurant.And what's worse, Mira, with a level of niece that surpassed that of the paparazzi, immediately accepted the offer without hesitation.Now, here I was. Trapped in the bathroom of this vintage-style restaurant, waiting for Mira to finish her business in the restroom. My head was already throbbing.“So, who's that handsome guy outside?” Mira's voice suddenly echoed, bouncing off the bathroom's tiled walls. “If he's not Jonah Bennet, why did you two go out together? And even book the entire restaurant? You... you're not cheating, are you?!”I massaged my throbbing temples. "Why don't you just focus on your business there, Mir?""Why