Livestreaming My cheating Hockey star fiancé 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 51 - 챕터 60

AllieThe dress looked too beautiful for a night I already wanted to escape.It hung from the wardrobe door in my bedroom, deep blue and fitted through the waist before falling into a soft floor-length skirt. The neckline was elegant without being revealing, and tiny silver details caught the light whenever the fabric moved.Mia stood behind me with both hands on her hips.“That one.”I stared at the dress through the mirror.“You said that about the green one.”“The green one was good. This one is better.”“And the black one?”“Too serious.”“It is a charity event.”“It is also your first major public appearance since rebuilding your career. You should look confident, not like you are attending a funeral.”I turned from the mirror.“What if I feel like I am attending one?”“You are not.”“The entire hockey world will be there.”“So?”“So Logan will be there.”Mia’s expression softened slightly, but she did not allow the concern to take over.“And Chase.”“That does not make it easier

AllieThe moment Logan stepped onto the stage, I knew exactly what he had done.He had turned my work into his performance.The flowers appeared first.White roses were carried across the stage and arranged behind us while the ballroom lights softened. The large screens that had displayed photographs of children and families only seconds earlier faded to black.Then an old photograph appeared.Logan and me at our engagement party.I was laughing in the picture, one hand resting against his chest while the ring caught the light. He was looking at the camera instead of me.The audience reacted immediately.A soft wave of surprise moved through the ballroom.More photographs followed.Our first public event together.A holiday.An awards ceremony.The day he proposed.Someone had collected the brightest moments of our relationship and removed everything that happened between them. The cancelled dinners. The unexplained absences. The messages he turned away from me. The years I spent shri

ChaseI followed Allie into the hallway without touching her.Every instinct in me wanted to close the distance. To place myself between her and the noise behind us. To take her somewhere private and make sure Logan could not reach her again.But she had just stood on a stage in front of hundreds of people and refused to let anyone decide for her.The last thing she needed was another man taking control of what happened next.The hallway beyond the ballroom was quieter, though the sounds of the event still followed us through the closed doors. Applause had started again inside, weak and uncertain as the organizers tried to return the evening to schedule. Staff members hurried past carrying flowers away from the stage. Security blocked reporters from entering the private corridor.Allie stopped near a tall window at the end of the hall.For a few seconds, she stood with her back to me.Her shoulders rose and fell quickly.I expected tears.I expected her to collapse after holding herse

Allie By morning, my refusal belonged to everyone. The clip had spread far beyond hockey pages and entertainment accounts. Women reposted the moment I said forgiveness did not require reconciliation. Therapists discussed it. Lifestyle creators reacted to it. Relationship podcasts used my words as the title of entire episodes. Some people praised me. Others accused me of humiliating Logan. A few insisted I had rejected him only because Chase was waiting near the stage. The opinions changed every minute, but one thing remained constant. Everyone believed they understood why I had said no. I sat at the kitchen table with my phone facedown beside me while Mia scrolled through emails on her laptop. Her coffee had gone cold, but she had not noticed. “You have twelve new campaign offers,” she said. “Twelve?” “Since seven this morning.” “That cannot be normal.” “It is not.” She turned the screen toward me. The subject lines all sounded similar

Allie The fan’s phone remained halfway out of her pocket. For one terrible second, nobody moved. Chase stood close enough that I could still feel the warmth of his hand at my waist. The stuffed polar bear sat on the railing beside us, its blue scarf twisted from being crushed between our bodies. The lights from the winter market glowed behind the young woman, making her wide eyes look even brighter. “Oh my God,” she repeated. “It really is you.” My arms dropped completely from Chase’s neck. Panic rushed through me so quickly that the peaceful evening disappeared. I imagined the photograph before she even took it. Chase and Allie caught kissing. Allie moves on days after rejecting Logan. Was the public proposal only a publicity stunt? Every headline formed inside my mind at once. The young woman seemed to notice my expression. “I’m sorry,” she said quickly. “I didn’t mean to interrupt.” Chase removed his hand from my waist but did not step