MY HOCKEY HEARTHROB のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Julian moved closer to her on the mattress, his massive frame completely enveloping her small body. He wrapped his powerful arms around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest. He lowered his head, burying his face into the soft curve of her neck as he let out a long, ragged breath that trembled with intense emotion. "I'm so sorry, Val," Julian whispered, his deep voice cracking with a raw, painful vulnerability. "I'm so incredibly sorry you had to go through all of this completely alone." The scene was a heartbreaking contrast of love and fury. Julian was deeply hurt and burning with rage at the exact same time. He was devastated that Valeria had been put through so much cruel torment by his mother five years ago, and now Ariel had daringly added to her suffering by physically assaulting and ruining her hard earned career. His tattooed hands trembled slightly against her skin, his knuckles turning white as he fought the savage urge to go hunt down everyone who had ever cause

Julian tossed his phone aside and turned his full attention back to Valeria. Seeing the lingering anxiety in her beautiful eyes, his expression softened instantly. He reached out, gently cupping her face with his large hands, and leaned down to press a soft, comforting kiss onto her forehead. "Everything is going to be fine, love" he murmured, his voice rich with a protective warmth that immediately put her racing heart at ease. "I am right here with you now. I’ve got everything under control, so you don't have to worry about a single thing. Just focus on resting." Valeria let out a soft, relieved sigh, nodding against his touch. She sat up slowly, stretching her sore muscles, and decided it was finally time to wash away the exhaustion of the past twenty four hours. "I need to take a proper bath," she whispered, her voice still carrying a trace of her morning sleepiness. As she slid out from under the thick blanket, the oversized black shirt riding up slightly to reveal her long, s

With Valeria's words, the final pieces of the puzzle began to click together in a terrifying way. Julian’s grey eyes widened slightly before narrowing into dangerous slits. He was now absolutely sure that indeed this was some huge, deep conspiracy. Whoever was involved didn't just stumble into his locker, they had direct, high level access to the stadium's central security control room. They had the power to orchestrate a real time blackout and manipulate the cameras. Julian couldn't help but wonder if all of this was directly connected to that ruthless Russian syndicate guy as the man’s subtle words from the other day kept ringing in his ears like a broken record, dropping heavy hints about unexpected accidents on the ice. His playfulness and romantic side immediately vanished as a deeply unsettling, cold feeling washed over his entire body. The grim reality of the situation hit him like a physical blow. If truly his water had been poisoned with something lethal or a dangerous drug

After spending some more time talking with Ken, Julian finally stood up from his seat, preparing to take his leave alongside Valeria. He gave his teammate another firm, brotherly handshake and a reassuring tap on the shoulder."Take care of yourself, man. I'll check in on you again soon," Julian said, wishing his brother a quick and smooth recovery."Don't worry about me, bro. Go take care of your girl," Ken replied with a knowing grin.Julian pulled his dark protective mask back over his face and adjusted his baseball cap low over his forehead. Holding Valeria's hand firmly, he guided her out of the hospital room. They moved quickly down the private corridor, ensuring they didn't pull any unwanted attention from the hospital staff or visitors, and hurried straight back into the waiting Lamborghini.The moment the heavy car doors clicked shut, shielding them from the outside world, they were supposed to head straight to Dr. Richards' private laboratory to pick up the toxicological res

Julian stood frozen by the passenger door of the sports car, his chest rising and falling with a heavy, deeply frustrated sigh. Just how the hell did his mother know he was here? His mind immediately flashed with irritation. He didn't want to see or speak to her anytime soon, especially not now. He was still extremely pissed off after recently discovering the disgusting truth, that all the years he was away in England sending letters to Valeria, his mother had intercepted and hidden every single one of them, intentionally ripping his love away from him. He had just wanted to stay away and cool off for a while before he finally approached her about the matter, purely so he wouldn’t out of raw anger end up saying or doing something completely unhinged. It was clearly unknown to him that the split second picture the fan had posted earlier was exactly how she had pin pointed his location. Julian didn't want to make a scene in the open loading bay. He kept his composure, moving smoothly t