The Hockey Captain’s Unwanted Wife (Blair and Grayson) novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252

-CHARLOTTE-

“I spoke to Marco.”

I stiffened.

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He would not have told him. Would he? Right before I left, I had asked him to keep what I said between the two of us.

“What did he tell you?” I asked, hesitantly.

I was panicking underneath the anger. I could feel it in my hands, still folded, still pretending I could not stand the sight of him.

Luca swallowed.

“I never knew, Char-I never knew that you were hurting every time I brought a girl over. It was always just meaningless sex to me. Nothing ever meant anything. If I knew back then that I was hurting you, fuck, I never would have done it. Your feelings have and will always matter to me. I never showed it well but I swear to you, making you happy was something that was always important to me. Fuck, I even won races to see you smile, to see that proud look on your face.”

My breath hitched.

Marco had told him.

The next time I saw that man I was going to kill him. Slowly.

But still, because he had told him, I got to hear Luca admit he won races for me. My heart did these weird little things and I scolded it for showing too much.

He won races…for me? For that proud look on my face? He never admitted that before.

Stop it. Stop falling for his words. He said we

were a mistake, remember?

“Luca-”

“Please let me explain.” He whispered it.

Something in his eyes made me stay quiet.

He looked broken, but somehow more awake than I had seen him in a while. Like he had finally understood things he had not let himself understand.

Callum was still by the pillar. Watching. Five minutes, he had said. I could feel the clock without looking at it.

“He wasn’t supposed to tell you,” I said.

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“I’m glad he did.”

m not.”

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“Charlotte.” He took a half step and stopped when my arms tightened. His hand lifted, almost to my elbow, then dropped like he had lost his chance. “I saw you hug him, Marco, and I made a story in my head. A stupid one. You told me once you wouldn’t mind dating him. I held that like proof. Then after the argument, I followed you to the bar. Saw you crying on him, hugging him-my own brother. I thought the deal was you getting close to me because I was his brother. I thought you were looking for the next best thing to him. The closest to him. I looked like him, raced like him. We shared the same blood.”

I froze.

I could not believe what I was hearing. All this time, Luca thought I was interested in his brother because of one stupid comment I made to test his reaction? This could not be real.

A laugh broke out of me. It hurt.

“You thought I slept with you to get to Marco.”

He winced. “Yes.”

“That is the most insulting thing you have ever said to me. And you have said a few.”

“I know.”

“How could you have possibly thought that, Luca?” I demanded. “When have I ever flirted with Marco? When has he ever flirted with me?”

He looked like he was physically in pain. “I was stupid. So fucking stupid.”

He knew me. That was the part that made it worse. He knew how I took my coffee. He knew what I checked twice. He knew the face I made when I was lying about being fine. And he had still mistaken a hug for something more.

“I asked you if it was all a mistake. Us. The things we did that made me feel alive. You nodded. You told my brother you would never touch me again. You would not even look at me the entire time.”

My lips quivered. I hated that. I did not want to show too much after he had hurt me so badly.

He took a step closer and I stiffened. I was not ready to be close to him. I was still pissed. Still hurt. Still one breath away from grabbing his shirt and ruining the distance I was using as a weapon.

His hand came up again. Stopped in the air between us. Empty.

“Because I thought looking at you would make me ask you to stay for me when you wanted him.” His hands moved again. Then stopped. “I was wrong. I was so wrong I don’t have the right words for it.”

I could not believe him. I wanted to scream at him for being so damn stupid and blind.

How could he have not seen it, all these years?

He swallowed hard and looked like he was not sure if he should say the next part. “Marco said you’ve been in love with me for years…”

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