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 The Ex's Regret: I Became The Billionaire Hockey King's Doctor

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 842    |    Released on: Today at 16:56

oe

spitting curses

into his knuckles. "Speak, or you'll never use this

woman! She paid cash, told us to r

in my mind. First the text, no

he wide-eyed driver a quick nod, then

em. "Tell her I got the message.

ing over my cold face. The fight had left a few scrapes on my a

o say something but holding back. I handed him a hundred-dollar

immediately, and pressed his f

ted faces of my mother and brothers flashed in my mind, one after another. One plann

this family. But now, I'd changed my mind. Before I left, I had to mak

ive Long Island community, finally stopping in front o

w my disheveled state and his face filled with shoc

one of the few people in this house who still showe

madam are in the living room.

ally. I was here

living room without making a sound. The s

le merger is hanging by a thread becaus

o apologize to Harrison..

nt of everyone. She's out of her m

tissue. "My poor Vicky... stuck in a hospital bed,

els clicking against the hardw

uiet. They turn

er lip curled in disgust. "My God. Look at you. Are you trying to

de the hotel. Two men tried to drag me into a van." I held

looking panicked. "Attacked

ting the PR damage. "Are we goi

em." I looked at the family portrait on t

s Vict

sing your mind. You probably hired those guys y

loe, take that back. Vicky is in a hospital b

. If it weren't for Vicky's flawless public image and her sponsorships, do you think a girl with zero athletic tale

defend her, so quick to tear me down.

eeping my voice level. "I'm done being the scapegoat. Keep

m no longer a par

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 The Ex's Regret: I Became The Billionaire Hockey King's Doctor
 The Ex's Regret: I Became The Billionaire Hockey King's Doctor
“I stood alone under the spotlights at my own high-society engagement party, waiting for my fiancé. Instead of showing up, he called to say he was staying at the hospital with Victoria, my family's fragile adopted daughter, who had suffered a perfectly timed minor accident. When I publicly canceled the wedding, my mother and three brothers didn't care about my humiliation. They blamed me for ruining their precious business alliance. Victoria even hired thugs to drag me into an unlicensed van outside the hotel. But when I returned home bruised and exposed her crime, my family called me a malicious liar and fiercely defended her. My mother froze all my bank accounts, stripped me of my identity, and kicked me out into the freezing storm. For over twenty years, I had played the perfect daughter, yet they discarded me like garbage for a manipulative fake sister. I was left penniless and shivering on the street, my heart completely dead to the people I once called family. But they didn't know I wasn't just a useless socialite; I was secretly a top-tier medical genius. When a Bentley pulled up in the rain carrying the secretly injured king of the NHL, I stepped inside and looked at the powerful man. "I can cure your ruined career, and in return, you will give me everything I need to crush them."”