CHOOSING MY EX'S HOCKEY RIVAL のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

EVELYN'S POV “Are you not attracted to girl?” I asked in a non-judgmental tone, and he shot his eyes at me almost immediately. A good sign. “So, tell me… Why exactly haven't you thought of fucking anyone.” “And who ever said I haven't thought of it?” He responded. “Maybe I've just not found the right person yet.” I glanced behind me, and a large bed was sitting across the room, so I walked towards it, laying on it with my legs sprawled across it. I saw him swallow hard, and that was my sign to keep going. “Come over here, and stop being a chicken.” He shook his head as he came towards me. When he finally did, he sat at the edge of the bed, not much space between us. “Ever since we met,” I asked, rolling onto my chest and resting my chin in my palms. “Have you ever thought of fucking me?” “I'm not answering that question,” he responded, and I was careful enough to hear the shaking in his voice. “What would you do if I stripped right her, right now?” “You're very aware that y

EVELYN'S POV My breath caught as soon as I heard those words. “What do you mean by ‘the king has been murdered?’” “He was found dead in the throne room just a few moments ago Just a few moments ago? I was supposed to escape this place tonight, and now… This is happening? “Have they caught the killer?” I asked, heart pounding hard against my chest. Liora immediately looked away after I asked that question, and she started rubbing her fingers against her scalp. “Answer the question…” I said with a darker tone. “Yes, he's been caught,” she responded, eyes locked to the ground. “Who?” I asked, not giving any breathing space. “Why is the killer?” “Prince…” she started, then lowered her voice. “They found prince Dylan in the throne room too, holding the sword that killed the king.” Dylan has gone so mad that he'd kill his father? Just what the fuck exactly is going on here? I clenched my fists hard, and I was about to ask another question when I was interrupted with footsteps on

DYLAN'S POV I chuckled loudly as Ryan said those words. “Everything… Really?” “Of course…” Ryan responded in a rather lively tone. “Why else do you think everyone of us are here right now? In fact, I've brought a chronicler to inform the people of the things you say here.” “Isn't that sweet of you?” I responded, my smile fading slowly. “Clear the room right now. I need to talk to you alone for a minute.” “That is not going to happen,” Rolland interrupted immediately. “You're being held here for a grave crime, you don't get to make demands.” “Get out,” Rolland said, eyes fixed on mine. “All of you.” And just like that, the whole room cleared out instantly. As soon as the door clicked shut, and it was just Ryan and me, I finally let down the veil I had been wearing since all these happened. “Ryan… Just how long do you intend to keep picking on me?” “It's not going to happen forever,” He replied, chuckling softly, and slapping my face softly. “Only until, you're finally less than

LIORA'S POV I spent the entire night thinking about what to do, going over every possible outcome in my head until the first rays of sunlight began creeping through my window. I knew that remaining silent would be the easiest option, and if I kept my head down, there was a chance I could protect myself and my family, but I also knew that doing so would mean allowing an innocent man to suffer for a crime committed by someone else. I couldn't keep living like this. By morning, I'd finally made up my mind to stop being a coward and take responsibility for what I'd witnessed, even if doing so meant putting my own life at risk. I washed my face, changed into a clean dress, and made my way towards the state interrogation room, my heart growing heavier with every step I took. I had no idea what would happen once I revealed the truth, but I couldn't continue pretending that I knew nothing when an innocent man was being punished for the king's murder. When I arrived, I found a guard stand

EVEYLN'S POV The crowd suddenly became divided. Half felt like it was a great thing to do, while the other half were in the same dilemma as me. The bell man continued about the procession of the burning, but I felt something twist really hard inside me, so I turned back towards the castle. I kept walking towards the castle, and I'd just reached the gates when I remembered that the main reason why I came out at all was to see Ryan. And since I had no idea where the State interrogation room was, I went straight to one of the guards stationed at the gate. He straightened even more as soon as he saw me. “Good morning, my lady.” “Good morning…” I responded, finally stopping a few inches away from him. “I'd like you to point me to where the interrogation room is.” His lips parted slightly, and closed back. Then he turned to his left, and in a moderate tone he called— “Henry…” And almost immediately, a low ranking soldier came running. “Escort Lady Eveyln to the interrogation room.” “