บททั้งหมดของ The Sports King Secret Wife: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

CHAPTER ELEVENSOPHIE’S POV“I said I went too far,” I look ahead because looking at him feels too close to stepping on broken glass. “You can stop acting like I stabbed you with a real knife.”His jaw tightens, but his eyes stay on the road. “Some words know exactly where to cut.”My chest twists, and I hate that he makes guilt sound like something I planned. “You are the last person alive who should lecture me about cutting people.”His eyes cut to mine for half a second, sharp enough to make my breath stumble. “I never said I was innocent.”That shuts me up for one stupid breath. Adrian Cole admitting damage feels wrong, like a storm standing in the middle of a ruined house and saying it saw the roof fall.He drives off before I can find a reply, and the afternoon sun slides over his face like it is trying to expose everything he keeps hiding. I hate that I notice the tiredness around his eyes, and I hate more that I care enough to notice.“Are you taking me home?” I ask, forcing m

CHAPTER THIRTEENADRIAN’S POV“NO!!!”The dream comes back like it has been waiting for me to get weak. It is not clear, but it never needs to be clear to ruin me.My mother’s voice cracks through the dark, my father’s shadow fills the doorway, and I am a kid again with useless hands. I woke up with sweat on my neck and my fingers twisted hard into the sheets.For one ugly second, I am not Adrian Cole, not the soccer king, not the guy people step aside for. I am just that boy standing outside a room while his mother’s pain fills the house.I drag air into my lungs and sit up fast. The room is quiet, expensive, perfect, and still feels like a cage with better

CHAPTER FIFTEENADRIAN’S POVBy the time I reach Sophie’s street, my patience has already died, buried, and probably refusing resurrection. My father has poisoned my morning, I still had practice, and Sophie is about to learn I am not in the mood to lose anything today.I was parked in front of her house and pressed my horn once, calm and decent like a fake boyfriend with manners. She didn't come out, which means she had chosen war before breakfast.I press it again, longer this time, and the sharp sound cuts through the quiet street like my irritation has finally found a voice. A curtain in the next compound shifts, and some old man glares at me like I personally came to destroy his blood pressure.I smile at him through the windshield, because I am already too annoyed to be anybody’s respectful young man. He shuts the curtain, and I decide at least one person on this street has survival instincts.My phone rings before I horn again, and Sophie’s name lights my screen like trouble ca

CHAPTER SEVENTEENSOPHIE’S POVFor three full seconds, I forgot how to breathe. Adrian Cole had just said the most ridiculous thing with the calm confidence of a boy who had never been slapped enough in life.The empty field suddenly felt too wide, too quiet, and too interested in my embarrassment. Even the sun felt like it had paused to watch me lose my mind.“I beg your actual pardon?” I asked, because killing him immediately would have interrupted the conversation. My voice sounded calm, which was impressive because my soul had already packed its bags.Adrian’s mouth curved like he had been waiting for that exact reaction. “Relax, freshman, I meant we needed to see how well you could pretend.”“Pretend what?” I asked, folding my arms before my hands exposed me. “That I enjoy breathing the same air as you?”“That would be a miracle,” he said, stepping closer. “I meant pretending to like me.”I stared at him like he had insulted the entire human race. “That is not training, Adrian, t

Chapter Nineteen Sophie's pov“What if your acting skills collapse again because I touch your waist?”I closed the notebook aggressively.“We are moving on.”Adrian looked entirely too pleased with himself after that, and unfortunately the memory of yesterday refused to leave me alone.The worst part was realizing he noticed every single reaction I tried hiding from him.“How long does this contract even last?” he asked eventually, although his tone grew quieter afterward. “Isn’t this arrangement supposed to be temporary?”“It is temporary,” I answered quickly while avoiding his eyes. “Just long enough to expose whoever is behind the messages.”“And after that?”The question landed strangely between us.“After that,” I replied carefully while avoiding Adrian’s eyes, “you return to annoying the female population and I return to peace.”The words sounded confident leaving my mouth, but something about saying after that suddenly made this arrangement feel more temporary than I expected.