All Chapters of Reborn: I Married His Nemesis : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ALICEI rolled my eyes at Brea before handing her the jersey. "It's your call, so I wish you the best with it."She let out a breath, taking the folded shirt from my hands. "I hope so too, because if this turns out wrong, I might go crazy."I chuckled as we stepped through the wide gates into the stadium. The game had not started yet, but people were already filling up the stands, taking their seats in rows. Brea and I found two spots right in the front row and sat down. I kept a confident smile on my face as I looked around the smooth ice rink, watching for Devon as the rest of the hockey team skated out from the tunnel.Devon was the last one in line. He glided onto the ice with a steady presence that commanded the entire arena. His eyes searched the crowd until they locked right onto me in the front row. He held my gaze for a long moment before the whistle blew and the game started.Brea began shouting at the top of her lungs, cheering for Devon. I knew she was doing it mostly so s

DEVONThe look on Alice's face when she saw me in the waiting room before she got there was the exact shock I had expected. She stood by the door, her chin held high and her posture straight as her gaze swept over me. I couldn't be more grateful for her cheer and distraction out there. I was starting to worry when the Wildcats team came out fast and hit hard.They seemed like a tough opponent at first. Even Mac and I didn't know what to do, and the rest of our teammates were losing their edge on the ice. All we needed was for their confidence to fail so we could take charge and remind them of who they were playing against. Thanks to Alice, that happened."Took you long enough to get here, cupcake," I told her, leaning back against the couch.A small smile touched her lips, but she kept her composure. She walked further into the room and sat on the couch across from me, crossing her legs. "It's obvious you rushed here. Your hair is still wet."A low smirk pulled up on my lips. I got u

ALICEI placed my hand in his, wondering what he was up to. He gestured for me to stand, so I stepped away from my chair.He let go of my hand and shoved his fingers into his pocket. I stared at him, my curiosity getting the best of me as I wondered if he was going to propose. Before I could finish the thought, he pulled out a black velvet box."Devon, what are you doing?" I asked, my voice low. "You can't propose..."The words caught in my throat as he opened the box. A diamond necklace glittered under the light of the chandelier."Oh my goodness," I mumbled under my breath."I wanted to give you a gift," he said, his voice calm and smooth. "I noticed you do not wear necklaces, so I thought you might like this one." He lifted the chain from the box, holding it in his fingers before sliding the empty box back into his pocket."You got that for me?" I asked as he took a step closer to me."Yes. Do you like it?" he asked, his eyes locked on mine.I nodded, lost for words.He walked behi

ALICE"Alice, is that you?" my mom called from the kitchen as I walked into the house, closing the door behind me."Yes, Mom," I replied, staring at the papers scattered around on the glass table before I made my way toward the kitchen.My mom was standing in front of the oven as she pulled on her gloves and reached down to pull out a tray of freshly baked cookies. She placed them on the counter."How are you, mom?" I asked, taking a seat on the high stool near the counter. I stared at the cookies, holding back the urge to grab one right away, and brought my focus back to her."I am fine. I decided to make some cookies so we have something to eat while you are here," she replied. But when her gaze met mine, I frowned."You do not look fine to me, Mom," I said, standing up. I walked over to where she was standing. "Did you sleep at all last night? You have dark bags under your eyes, and what is up with all those papers out in the living room?"She sighed, taking off her gloves. "I am f

ALICE"What are you going to do?" Brea asked when I did not say anything for a while. "We cannot tell the cops this. They will think we have gone nuts."I rested my back against the headboard without looking in Brea's direction. "We do not need to tell anyone about it. I have been looking out to know who it might be.""Do you think it is Dominic or his parents?" Brea asked me, her eyes wide with concern."I do not know yet," I replied, turning my gaze to meet hers. "But I suspect it could be his parents or some stranger they hired."Brea let out a tired sigh. "We have to be careful. Dominic cannot get away with everything he has been doing against you. I just wish there was a way for us to tell the cops.""We cannot tell the cops," I told Brea, my voice firm.She blinked, her face shifting as if she had just remembered the previous incident I told her about the police where they did nothing to help us. "Yes, that is a bad idea," she mumbled, rubbing her arms. "So it is up to us to fig