I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince

Chapter 2

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

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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

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I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince

Jasmine Writes Romance

“I woke up married to a stranger. Not just any stranger. Garrick Sinclair-the cold, ruthless captain of the Chicago Mustangs, the man every woman in Chicago dreamed of and every sensible woman stayed away from. I didn't remember marrying him. I didn't even remember sleeping with him. Yet there was a diamond ring on my finger, a marriage certificate beside the bed, and Garrick looking at me like I was nothing more than another gold digger trying to get her hands on his money. He offered me cash to disappear. I wanted nothing from him except the truth. But then his adoptive father died, leaving behind a shocking condition for Garrick's inheritance: He had to be married. Suddenly, the marriage neither of us remembered became the only thing protecting his family's billion-dollar empire. Then my mother was murdered. I came home to find her dead among the roses she loved, only to wake up in a police station as the prime suspect. My home was a crime scene. My mother was gone. And I had nowhere left to turn. Except the husband who had once wanted me gone. Garrick got me out of jail and pulled me into his world. But the closer we became, the stranger everything felt. Whenever he touched me, he remembered things he had forgotten. A locked room. A terrified little boy. A girl in a pink dress. And a promise made in the dark. I thought my marriage to Garrick was the worst mistake of my life. Now I'm starting to wonder if it was the one thing that was never a mistake at all. Because I may not be a stranger to Garrick Sinclair. I may be the missing piece of his darkest memory. And someone has already killed once to make sure we never remember the truth.”