All Chapters of The Hockey Legend's Obsession : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Violetta "Could you wait a little?" I asked, looking at the clock, and dropping my eyes back to the yearbook which had more than twenty pages left. "We will be thrown out if I stay longer than the designated time, and I wouldn't be able to get this," he said, flashing the file before my eyes again. Right. He had come here for something for himself too. My eyes drifted around, as my mind raced, and I finally nodded. "Okay, you can go to handle that," I answered but he didn't budge. He didn't seem ready to leave yet, he didn't want to leave me here. "Are you sure?" he asked, scanning me "You don't seem like you would be done anytime soon, and—" I cut him short before he could finish because I could already see the clock mounted on the wall. Only a minute, and a few seconds left. There was no time left for chit-chatting. "Go on," I said pushing him forward. "I'll be fine," I said, and although he moved, his eyes still remained on me. He couldn't understand why I was sudde

Violetta Kelvin hurried to sit, and he typed rarely on his keyboard, his hands moving faster than they usually did. I kept my eyes on him for a while, looking between the laptop and his face but after a while, I left his side. He should be able to take the video down, he had to be. I stepped towards the side, and tried to place a call, maybe Dad could help but it only rang, and didn't connect. My hand dropped, and I dialed again, but still nothing. I wanted to dial again but then I paused, there was no need to pressure him. It was their fault, and they should face the consequences of their choices. But why did they even do that in the first place? I ran a hand through my hair, eyes drifting towards Kelvin whose gaze remained focused on his laptop, and I couldn't help but sigh. "Tell the members about this," I said before stepping out of there. I needed answers, and I didn't want to go to Jude, nor would Kelvin answer my questions. The only option I had — Alaric. I stop

Violetta Three days had passed since that encounter, and I didn't do anything. Kelvin, and Jude handled it — the training, the media. The calls. Everything. It was their fault anyway. They should be the one to handle it. Although, I did end up finding myself passing by the training ground every now and then since their training had started. They once slept in that place, and woke up to resume training. I had to say, Jude was really strict with this, but I didn't like the fact that he was exhausting the players. I wanted to call him out for it, but he was supposed to be one to handle it, and this was the only way, even if I hated it. Even with that, I couldn't keep myself out. I started showing up from the fourth day of the intensive training but I didn't do anything, only watched from the sidelines, and cursed whenever they had questionable moves. The players surprisingly didn't see anything to me. Either they were all in on it or Jude had managed to convince them not to comp

Violetta "What?" I blinked, taken aback by his response. Jude? He wanted to see Jude. No, I had to be mistaken. I probably hadn't heard him clearly. He didn't seem surprised by my reaction, only took a sip out of his drink. "I've been trying to get to him but I learned about the preparation for the competition," he paused, dropping the drink in his hands. "There's no way for me to get to him, he would avoid my message, and I can't corner him since he wouldn't even leave the hotel," he explained. Everything about his explanation, although a little weird with questionable choices of words still seemed to make sense. What didn't make sense was why he was going through such great lengths to meet with him? "Why Jude?" I asked, although I had so many other questions. "It's something between us. He would keep on avoiding me, else someone like you asks him to stop," he answered, and I nodded my head slowly as the memory rushed in. Jude had been hostile to him, and it was the sa

Violetta Kelvin eventually left after getting an earful, and I relaxed in my chair before picking up my phone, and moved directly to my blacklisted contacts. Alaric. His name shone back in my eyes, and I could only stare at it. He had been the one to handle the incident even though he wasn't the one who caused it. I should thank him. But I couldn't bring myself to remove him from the list. I was worried he would start pestering me again the moment he realized I had. However, he had kept to his promise, and kept his distance. He didn't pester me at all. It seemed he had truly changed, a great heavy change. I sighed, and removed him from the black list, dropping my phone. I relaxed in my seat, thinking about what Andrew had said. It seemed my reaction to Kelvin's attempts were a little over the top. How would I be able to talk to Jude now, and convince him. I didn't need to do that, I shouldn't need to do that. Jude should have the right to pick for himself but I still had t