Married My Ex's Hockey King Uncle: Now My Family Begs

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was gone. I was really back. Back to today. Back to the start of all t

. It slammed against the

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d at his black bowtie, his signatur

ri was at practice. She fell on a triple axel. She broke

to his mistress's place. I had cried until m

mask of ice. I watched him panic like a

im. He frowned, a flicker of confusion cross

d the door. "Handle the reporters from the Tribune and

ver his shoulder, already turning away. He sprinted toward t

alf of the Chicago Wardens roster, shouted his n

t the alley. Preston's silver Porsche tore out

irk pulled at the

maid dress, but the custom tailoring and the excessive spray of diamond accents along the bodice made it far more luxuriou

vase and cried that I had pushed her. She tore up her own homework and said I did it. Every time, my parents believed her, and every time, I was the one who got punished.

sk of deep concern, but the malicio

esmaids in the hall could hear. "Preston is just too l

t across the carpet. My eyes locked onto

e a sudden, unexplainable ch

o grab my arm. "Come on. Let's go out there

wung my hand and slapp

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chest. The skin on the back of her hand turned

wd at the door. She saw Bian

ith you?" Diane screamed,

struction cannot lose every Vance contract just beca

heavy. "Go out to the main hall. Announce that the

ssed down on my chest. But the reborn me o

oned," I said. My voice was fla

tared at me like the humiliati

of my heavy tulle skirt, lifted it, a

ed from behind. "All of Chicago is

k. "I'm going to