Chapter 308
The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 309 ~SCARLETT~
It was thest game before we went on a two-week break from all sses. Autumn’s wedding was also
coming up. ra and I knew we had to be there to support her. We’d already received the invitations
from the Fawns.
Jenna wasn’t with us tonight; she’d skipped because of a family event.
I hadn’t seen Carter since the night he came into my room.
I could feel my cheeks turn red at the reminder of that night. Carter had done things to my body that
made me see stars.
ra had walked into the room before he could take things further, and thankfully, she didn’t suspect
anything.
I couldn’t get that night out of my head. I knew I should have pushed him away. Instead, I’d wanted him
to do even more to me that night. I was ready to give Carter a part of myself I’d never given to anyone
else.
It terrified me.
I kept telling myself that I would stay away from him, but a part of me knew I was already hooked.
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It’s been two days since that night. I was looking forward to seeing him during the game tonight.
I didn’t want to see him kiss another woman after the game, but I understood now that he didn’t have
an option. This was something every single one of the yers had to do as long as they yed
phenomenally. I had to try and control my jealousy tonight before ra suspected something.
As soon as the crowd began to chant Carter’s name, I knew that he was on the field. I searched for him
and felt my heart skip a beat when I saw him.
Why did it feel like forever since I’dst seen him when it’s only been two days? Carter always looked
amazing under the spotlight. He was made just for it.
When the game started, I held my breath. Carter gets the ball quickly, but he passes it to his brother
almost immediately.
“I’ve never known Ares was part of the team,” I tell ra.
“He wasn’t.” She informs me. “He was supposed to try out for the team at the end of the year; Carter
must have found a way to get him into the team earlier.”
Ares was also a good yer, from what I could see, but he wasn’t anythingpared to Carter.
Carter moved effortlessly while he yed; it wasn’t like that for Ares. I could tell he was trying hard.
When he scores, the sounds from the crowd are deafening.
“He’s good.” ra points out. “Carter has trained him well for this day.”
While everyone is looking at Ares, I’m staring at Carter. There’s a look of pride on his face as he
watches his brother celebrate his first goal. He didn’t seem to care that he was sharing the spotlight
with his brother. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look this happy. Seeing him like this made me feel good
inside.
When the game continues, I’m surprised when Carter does the same thing and passes the ball to his
brother. Usually, he’s the one to score.
“Carter isn’t ying like he usually does.” ra pointed out precisely what I was thinking.
“Do you think he’s injured?” I ask her.
She shook her head, “I don’t think so; if he were injured, we would have known. I think he’sying low
so that Ares could shine tonight.”
That would make sense.
“Does this mean he wouldn’t be the star yer tonight?” I ask her.
Part of me loved seeing Carter as the star yer, but the other half was sad to see him kiss other girls.
I wish there were a way where he could be the star yer and not have to kiss random strangers at the
end of the game.
ra nods, “It does look like Carter isn’t going to be the star yer tonight.”
“Are there any games that they’ve ever lost?” I ask her. So far, I’ve only seen his team win.
She doesn’t have to think twice before saying, “Dawn Riders.”
“Dawn Riders?” I ask her.
She nods, “That’s the name of their biggest rival. They are fairly new, but they have been performing
well. They are the only team that threatens the fearsome.”
I was new to all of this. Suddenly, I was interested in everything that concerned Carter. Since this game
meant so much to him, I wanted to know as much about it as possible. ra knew plenty about him
since she’d been by his side for a long time. It was not the same for me. There was plenty I still didn’t
know about him.
The crowd cheers when it’s announced that our academy just won. I wait patiently for them to
announce the star yer. We’re all shocked when they say Carter’s name instead of his brother’s.
What was going on?
Why didn’t they give the award to Ares? It didn’t make any sense to me.
“I was sure they would give it to Ares,” ra whispers. “He scored the most goals.”
Carter looks upset on the field as he walks over to his coach.
“They’re arguing.” ra points out. “Why does it look like Carter doesn’t want to be the star yer
tonight?”
Her question sends my head spinning. Was it possible he didn’t want to be the star yer because of
me?
That’s not possible. He wouldn’t do something like that for me. Or would he?