Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 131 - 챕터 140

131. JANAEI'm not a psychologist, but there is something about the two Marlons that I noticed from the very moment that I stepped into their house. I've never seen such animosity between two men, who look so much alike. To be honest, I wanted to ask Maybelline what exactly was their issue, but I felt that would be an overstep as a servant in their house. Now, here is Marlon, telling me that he will help me with all the resources I should use to bring his father down. What's the matter with him? Doesn't he know that something like this can harm his father's reputation?"You should go home, Marlon, I'm serious. If you have anything to iron, you iron it out with him," I make to walk back to the door, to open it for him, but he stops me. "Janae, I am trying to help you." "No, you're not, you are trying to punish your father for a reason that I don't understand!" I press my hand over my forehead. "He hurt you!" "Maybe? But you're a kid, and it has nothing to do with you!" "He hu

133. MARLON Even though my father is one of the richest men in the world, Maybelline and I never were the ones to fly round the world for vacations. Somehow, we are content with being in our little circles in Densberry. We went to the city sometimes, whenever my father got a big award or official function that required our presence, or maybe for yearly medical checkups. Don't get me wrong, my father's money is readily available for spending if we want to go for vacations, but Maybelline and I would go somewhere maybe once a year. My father hardly went with us, except when my mum was alive. Maybelline and I would spend a lot of money, literally turning whichever city we were in upside-down, and his security team would not say anything to him, as long as we didn't get hurt. My father would sometimes force me to go for official outings with him once in a while, but Maybelline was never obligated to do this...I used to hate doing anything like this with my father, but this time aro

135. LUTHER My father? The man who ruined my life and my mother's life? I'm stiff in his arms, because I do not want my father's hands to touch me, but also, I'm too shocked to move away. He laughs and this makes my blood go cold. His eyes squint when he laughs, just like mind does. Seeing that I have even the smallest similarities between me and this useless man makes me sick to my stomach. If I had a knife on me, I would stab him so many times that he would be gutted like a chicken. "Oh, Luther, don't look at your father like that. To be honest, I thought you would be happier to see me." That is the instant I get the power to step away from him, shaking my head with shock. "What are you doing here? How did you find me?" "Well, I have to tell you that it was far from easy," he clicks his tongue. "Mostly because your mother changed your surname. We were Coopers, you know, the Coopers was a lovely family name, but she just had to ruin it and give you hers!"My hand press agai

137. LUTHER Maybelline loves fast food, the way she throws a bunch of fries into her mouth, I don't think she and Marlon grew up being fed this. With their private chefs, they only had to eat international dishes with portion sizes fit only for pigeons. Marlon was the same way when I took him to Pensville. It's adorable watching them like this. "Do you want to taste my strawberry smoothie?" She offers. "Ummm," I smack my lips. "Go ahead, taste it," she pushes the straw in my direction and now I have no option than to taste a little. She is not wrong. It is nice and addictive. "Marlon and I are going to have so much fun with this," she tells me. "He has been different, you know. He even made up with our dad." "He did?" I blink. She nods, her lips tightly wrapped over each other. She looks away quickly, but I don't miss the tears in her eyes. "They are like best friends now, and it's like the craziest time in my life. You know,they are like the most important men in my life,

139. MARLON "Marlon, we can't do that!" "Too late, I'm already getting into my clothes," I jump out of my bed and walk into my closet. "What do you think I should wear? Maybe a black overall like those spy movies," "Marlon, stop!" Luther whines. "You know that today is prom, and there is no way that we won't be caught." I snort at his disbelief. I've broken into school more times than I can count, so this should be a small adventure for me. "Does your window still open? Get out through it so that your mother won't notice, and meet me down your street in fifteen minutes," I tell him. "Marlon, I don't want us to get into trouble." "We will only get into trouble if we get caught. We are not going to get caught, okay?" Luther gives in a sigh. "Alright, Marlon. You better know what you are doing." The call ends, and I pull out some all black outfits and throw them on. I might be looking so cool, but I know that I'm worried for Luther, I want him to get that scholarship because he