The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 8

Evie

How am I supposed to focus when he just looked at me like I should be pitied? I am not going to accept his pity. Not now. Not ever.

“I know that I can’t ever make up for what I did,” he says after a few minutes of silence, twirling a fancy fountain pen between his fingers. “But hopefully, this at- least helps.”

“Hopefully what helps,” I mutter quietly, flipping to the next page of the contract lazily.

He quietly sets down the pen on the surface of the table.

“This,” he answers. “Becoming your client. I heard that you were struggling and wanted to try and help you out.”

Once again, he is pitying me.

“I was doing fine,” I grumble. “I didn’t need you to save me like some maiden in distress. This isn’t a fairytale and you aren’t some knight in shining armor.

“I know you don’t want my help, Evie,” he chuckles. “But between this and your waitressing, I thought you could use the helping hand.

I laugh bitterly. “I know you can’t,” I tease. “You barely have to work for anything. Hockey… Women… all of it falls right into your lap, doesn’t it, Timothy?”

“Did you even see the apology I made-”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” I snap. “Of course I did.”

“Okay. And?”

I groan, rubbing my eyes tiredly. “You didn’t need to do that. You’re making it a bigger deal than it was. All of your fanbase is in an uproar over nothing.”

He scoffs, waving a hand dismissively as an easy smile spreads across his face.

“You should know I don’t care what they think, Evie,” he says in amusement. “I have enough fans to populate the entire northern continent. I just want to know if

1/4

Need Top Metal Stamping? Get a 10% Discount (Start Now)

13:00 Wed, 20 Mar S.

Chapter 8

to

could practically see the back of my head with how hard I

me. “Admit it, Evie. You liked having

affected me.

“What’s done is done, Timothy. We both j got what we wanted. End of

he laughed. “I just want to make it up to you. I screwed up by taking that bet. I’m not the same immature little kid in high school. I’ve

that won’t be a disaster. I am going to be an attorney. I don’t need some sort of tabloid

He nods. “I know.”

through this and see what happens,” I sigh, flipping back

leave town,” he

deeply to stop myself from doing anything unprofessional. Like smacking this huge file upside

law school

could’ve at least told me off before

curiously.

for not wanting to see the boy who used

“Or is that another bullshit lie from

cheek from letting it escape. I couldn’t let him see me fall

2/4

Metal Stamping? Get a 10% Discount (Start Now]

53%

Chapter 8

would move closer. Inching forward into my personal space, maybe

know that I would. It’s been too long since I’ve felt

depressing to think how desperate I was for something that would

come.

shoulders, shooing the daydream away before

won’t be answering that,” I say,

he chuckles. “It was worth

I warn. “Let me do my

smirks. “I

scold. “Tell me exactly

his chin. “I need out of