icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1054    |    Released on: 01/09/2026

ick

hing to wash away the lingering irr

l did I end

stakes. I didn't lose control. Yet, my memory of

the cold marble floor. My penthouse overlooked the city, the C

here was h

shattered. The image of her wide, terrified eyes-shimmering with unshed tears and a desperate defiance-flashed in my mind. Instead of the usual disgust I felt for women

ght to ground me. I started my daily ritual, stickhandling a puck on the practice mat. The

and. It was my agent, Leo. I swipe

the speaker, frantic and shrill. "Why aren't you answering any of my messages

d, my jaw clenching. "A

to a crystal glass on the bar. It shattered, the s

of security, with digging into her background. My gut told me she wasn't a s

music. Dancing with a girl who laughed like she meant it, her eyes crinkl

. Especially the ones who got too close. My adoptive father, J

hospital, his body finally failing him. The last few times I'd tried to v

't recognize. I almost ignored it, b

, his voice thick with tears. "You need to come

ned to ice. I grabbed my keys, not even bother

y engine a useless scream against the silence in my

Matilda, was there, flanked by her two ch

of manufactured grief. But I saw it. The brief glint of tr

r voice shrill. "It's your fault! You and y

e from an orphanage, put a hockey stick in my hands, and forged me into a champio

d softly. "His heart just gave

of time. All the arguments, the misundersta

Garrick, darling. Don't be too sad. Your father

awling on my skin. I shook her

ht on her trembling hand. Then I saw it. The half-empty water glass on the nightstand, right next to his dai

ore he passed?" I asked the doctor, my vo

ilda. "Mrs. Sinclair was with him.

d quickly-a little too quickly. A flic

my gut. I had no proof, but I knew her. I fixed my g

o had just arrived at the

w could you? Let your father rest

ction was all the co

ooked at my lawyer and s

the sterile, suffocating quiet of the hallway, I p

. I need you to investigate

nst the cold wall, a profound, ho

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince
I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince
“I woke up naked in a stranger's luxurious penthouse with a splitting headache and zero memory of the night before. The man sleeping beside me was Jason Montgomery, the billionaire captain of the New York Ghosts. And on both of our left ring fingers were matching, irremovable gold wedding bands. He looked at my terrified face with pure disgust, accusing me of being a calculating groupie who set him up. He threw some oversized clothes at me and kicked me out onto the streets without even a pair of socks. When I finally made it back to my tiny Brooklyn apartment, my own mother took one look at my expensive, unfamiliar clothes and delivered the final blow. "Did you sleep with some man for money? Nothing about you looks like you belong in this family anymore!" I was completely shattered. I didn't know how I ended up in his bed, why we were suddenly married, or why my memory was a terrifying void. Why did this paranoid sports star also have no memory of our supposed wedding? What exactly happened at that bar last night? Trapped between a mother who despised me and a ruthless celebrity husband who warned me to stay quiet, I stared at the gold ring digging into my flesh. I couldn't just hide and cry. I had to find out the truth, even if it meant confronting the Ice God himself.”