All Chapters of I’m All Yours, Maddox: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I stepped out of the bathroom, Mr. Morrow raising his brows at me as though he had just stepped right into a ghost story.“What… Maddox?” He called out, his voice instantly shifting as Jason appeared right behind me in the doorway, a white towel wrapped around his waist.Mr. Morrow’s eyes darted back and forth between both of us, a glint of suspicion mixed with shock etched across his face. “What is the meaning of this…?”“Dad, I can explain,” Jason said at once, his voice tight with panic, but I didn’t let him finish digging a hole for himself.“I had to drop by unexpectedly, and we ended up sharing the shower and the bathtub separately. Can’t I even share a bath with my…” I took a quick, cautious glimpse at Jason. The word felt too thick and heavy to pronounce correctly, even with Jason right here beside me. I could still see the subtle, painful pretense in his posture—he was clearly suffocating under the weight of all these lies, yet he was still desperately searching for any escap

It was past noon already as I walked out toward the backyard poolside, carrying a tray stacked with glasses of juice and a bowl of chilled fruit snacks.“Well, look at you, playing host and treating us real good,” Tina teased with a grin as I stepped close, placing the tray down onto the small glass patio table.“I should have come over to your family’s estate sooner… It’s so beautiful out here, a total breath of fresh air and completely peaceful,” Norman added, kicking back into one of the cushioned lounge chairs, stretching his long legs out, and immediately reaching over to snatch a glass of juice from the table.“Yeah, honestly, if I lived here, I probably wouldn’t even bother showing up at school half the time,” Tina laughed.I offered a chuckle, finally sinking into the seat opposite them. “It’s only peaceful right now because the rest of the house is empty.”“Still doesn’t change the fact that I’d kill to do pretty much anything just to be invited under this roof. Girl, the Don

No. It couldn’t be true.I stared at the message on my screen again, rereading the text I had sent Jason a few minutes ago, asking where the hell he was.As much as I wanted to convince myself they were lying, Jason wasn’t even opening my messages, let alone replying.Panic clawed up my throat as I slammed my foot down on the gas pedal, my heart hammering against my chest like a trapped bird.“Jason, please…” I muttered, laying heavily on the horn as I swerved right past a flashing red traffic light.My phone started vibrating against the console, flashing Coach’s name across the screen. He was probably calling to chew me out.But did he honestly think I could give a single damn about a hockey drill when Jason was slipping right through my fingers?He never said a word to me about leaving. Did that mean he never truly forgave me for everything that had happened?Was he fleeing the country because I had dragged his name out into the open like collateral damage?God, I would have stood

“It’s been two days, and he still hasn’t left his room…”That was Mom’s voice, muffled through the wood from the other side of my bedroom door.“Maddox?” Sabrina called out right after, a demanding knock echoing through the dark bedroom.I stayed completely buried beneath the blankets, gritting my teeth so hard my jaw ached as the memory of Jason walking out of my life replayed on a loop behind my closed eyelids.I still couldn’t wrap my head around what I had possibly done to deserve this.He could have at least looked me in the eye and told me he was leaving. He could have said he couldn’t forgive me, instead of lying to my face, playing along with our final quiet moments, and running away like a coward.Buzz.My phone vibrated against the mattress. My hand shot out automatically from beneath the covers, gripping the device and dragging it close to my face.The screen blazed with blinding white light, forcing me to squint.It wasn’t him. It was just Coach, spamming my notifications

“Good night?” Finn waved, flashing a grin as I alighted from the car.“Good night. Drive safe, and let me know the second you’re back home.”“You got it,” he winked before pulling away from the curb.I turned and walked up the steps toward the apartment entrance.This was the exact place I had been living since the day I first arrived in Ontario. Though with my recent promotion and the paycheck to match, it was definitely time to start looking for a real upgrade. Ironically, I had only found out a year after moving in that Dad had actually pre-paid the entire lease for two full years upfront.He clearly wanted to make sure I had somewhere safe to stay. Younger me had foolishly thought I'd only be hiding out here for a few months, until things settled down. Three years later, I was still here.I dropped my keys on the counter, walked over to the couch, and let out a long breath as I sank back against the headrest.Today had started on a high note, and I supposed it had ended well enoug