Fake Dating My Ex’s Favourite Hockey Player Novel - Chapter 105

Chapter 105 " I'm a woman of integrity , " I say , placing a random card down like I'm doing something impressive . Irma doesn't even glance at it . She throws down her last card and leans her chin on her palm . " I win again . I'm bored now . " Fantastic . She eyes me like a cat sizing up a particularly slow mouse . " You know what's worse than being bored , bärchen ? " I already don't want to know . But I sigh . " What ? " " Being bored with tragic company . You can't play cards . You suck at Monopoly . You thought chess was a fashion label . What were you doing as a kid ?

Playing catch with your common sense ? " I glare at her . " I was outside . Playing tag . Touching grass . You know being normal . " - Irma raises a perfectly plucked eyebrow . " Well , I don't care . " My eye twitches . She's the one who asked ! I take a deep breath and try to zen my way out of the rising annoyance . If the gym wasn't packed today , I would've left her hours ago with a polite wave and a sprint in the opposite direction . 0.00 % 1736 ) Chapter 105 288 Vouchers Liam had gone to check it out early this morning , promising to save me a spot .

By the time I finally dragged my sleepy self out of bed and made it down for breakfast , half the ship had the same idea . That's when I ran into Irma . Or rather Irma ran into me . She was in the middle of yelling at her boyfriend ( poor guy looked like he wanted to crawl under the buffet table ) , something about how " real men don't abandon their girlfriends for biceps , " when she spotted me across the room . He vanished the second she turned away . Smart man . Next thing I knew , I was pulled into a chair beside her and appointed Official Company of the Day .

Apparently , I didn't get a choice in the matter . Now , here I am . Questioning all my life decisions . Irma takes a sip of her mimosa like she's doing me a favour by hanging out . " How does your boyfriend survive you ? " I ask , genuinely curious . Irma freezes . Her eyes narrow into little slits . " Excuse me ? What the hell is that supposed to mean ? " Uh - oh . Behind her , I spot a familiar silhouette - Céline , my sweet French angel - and nearly drop to my knees in gratitude . Salvation .

21.87 % 17:36 D Chapter 105 288 Vouchers I jump to my feet with zero shame and slap on the fakest smile known to mankind . " Oh no , I think my friend needs help with ... um ... something . Yeah . She's struggling to breathe . Gotta run ! Wishing you the best in life ! " " What ?! Wait ! We're not done here ! " Irma screeches , but I'm already power - walking like my life depends on it . And in a way , it does . Céline's just outside the breakfast court , heading toward one of the little cruise shops .