《The Hockey billionaire's secret son 》全部章節：第 51 章 - 第 59 章

POV: JaceI lay back against the pillows, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for what would come next.Sleep came in short, restless bursts, the kind that left me more tired than if I hadn't slept at all. By the time pale morning light crept through the penthouse windows, I was already awake, staring at the same ceiling I'd been staring at for hours.I forced myself through the motions—a hot shower to loosen my stiff joints, brushing my teeth, packing my gear bag—and drove to Frost Arena for the morning skate, grateful for anything that gave my hands something to do besides sit still.Practice blurred the same way the game had the night before: drills, sprints, shouted instructions from the coaching staff, none of it quite landing. By the time the session ended and the team filed off the ice, my legs ached in the familiar way, but my head hadn't cleared at all.Back in the locker room, I dropped down onto my bench and started unlacing my skates, still half a step behind everyone else,

POV: JaceI hadn't slept much since Ethan walked out of the locker room the day before. His words kept circling— some doors are better left shut —and every time I closed my eyes, I pictured him locking his phone screen rather than showing me what was on it. Whatever he'd found in those files, it was bad enough that my own teammate and friend wouldn't even say it to my face.I had planned to corner him right after morning skate. But before I could even finish my coffee, the team's PR assistant called, telling me I needed to head in. Ethan’s radio silence got pushed to the back of my mind—not gone, just buried beneath whatever fresh disaster was waiting for me now.After taking the time for a thorough, non-negotiable post-practice shower and a quick bite to eat, I headed out, parked my truck in the players' lot, and walked inside. The assistant offered a tight, sympathetic nod as I crossed the bullpen, muttering that she was already waiting for me. I gave a brief, polite acknowledgment

POV: JaceEthan's message stayed on my mind throughout the drive across the city. I hadn't gotten a chance to talk to him after morning skate before my mother's office summoned me to review the foundation's schedule. Pulling my truck into the building's underground garage, I rode the elevator up to the executive floor and walked down the quiet hallway.The glass door of my mother's office clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing lightly off the polished marble floor. Victoria didn't look up from her desk immediately. She was sitting straight in her high-backed leather chair, her eyes fixed on the desktop monitor where an updated draft of the foundation's outreach schedule was open."You're late, Jace," she said, her voice clipped and cold. "And the local sports columns are already questioning why the foundation's itinerary changed to include a regular public school.""Practice ran long," I said, walking across the room to drop my keys onto the console by the door. "And the reporters

POV: Daisy"Did he run?" Emma asked, her tone shifting from curious to protective in an instant."It's complicated," I whispered. "He thinks I did something I didn't do. He thinks I'm a liar.""And you didn't tell him about the baby?""No," I said, looking her in the eye. "He made his choice. He chose his family and his reputation over me. If I tell him now, it'll just look like I'm trying to force my way back into his world."Emma studied me for a long moment, then let out a soft sigh. "You're incredibly stubborn, Daisy. You know that, right?""I'm surviving," I said."Fair enough." She stood up and held out her hand, bracing her arm to help me up. "Come on. Let's get you to your feet. Slowly."She didn't let go of my elbow until she was certain I was steady. She even insisted on walking me all the way down to the lobby and out to the bus stop on the corner. Before my bus pulled up, she pulled a pen from her pocket and wrote her number on the back of a crumpled receipt."Call me," Em