I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince

Chapter 3

Word Count: 1074 | Released on: 01/09/2026

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y mom enveloped me in a hug the moment I walked through the d

meet her worried eyes. "I stayed at

my cheek. "You look exhausted. Go g

still there, small, ugly reminders. I scrubbed my face with cold water, ag

tension in my shoulders. But the phantom weight of the ring on my fin

I had zero memory of a wedding. Was that piece of paper even legally

off. I shoved it and the certificate into the deepest, darkest corner o

oses at the shop, arranged bouquets for smiling customer

is face plastered across the city. The Mustangs' season was

TV, emerging from a black car, his face a cold, unreadable mask. For a fleeting moment,

my shop. The scent of roses and sunshine was ins

he lead man asked, his e

n my stomach, but I kept my

to see you." He gestured towards the door. A p

y to him," I said, ke

r. Sinclair anticipated you might say that.

first page made the blood drain fr

ife, let alone signed it. The contract stated that as Garrick Sinclair's legal spouse, I was bound

ef. I flipped to the last page and saw the signatures.

pposed signature. It was dated a w

g, but hard and resolute. "I never signed this. I wasn't

ature as yours, Miss Dalton," the man said, his

breath, stee

coldly. "Give

rfectly calm, cheerful tone. "Hey, Mom. Listen, a last-minute floral convention just came

agged into this mess. Then, I grabbed my coat and walk

round garage. A silent elevator whisked us upwards, opening directly into a vas

hockey puck from hand to hand. He looked up

, gesturing to the

g to cower. "What is this? D

celia Dalton, twenty-four, florist, mother a retired teacher. Do you really think you're wor

vestigated me. He knew my small, insignif

held my ground for a second before his sheer size forced me to take a step back, my sp

nches from mine. "I don't know what deal you made with my father," he murmured, his

rcing me to meet his gaze. "But until I f

is eyes beyond the anger. A flicker of t

"Give me your best friend's contact information. I nee

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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.”