The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 12

Evie

Blocks of texts began to merge into one another. After researching case after case about athletes and club related lawsuits for hours, my eyes had become red and strained.

How could I help Timothy get more out of this case? From all the lawsuits I’d investigated, not one seemed to give the athletes a very favorable outcome. It would be a miracle if he didn’t have to pay a large amount of money for breaching his contract.

The most recent one was a football player who had to pay about a billion just to settle it. Instead of finding a more respectful team and continuing his success, he was living in a small apartment while working an hourly wage that hardly covered rent. I couldn’t let that happen to Timothy, especially after seeing how hard he’d worked throughout the years.

My stomach grumbled and I bent over to ease the hunger pangs away. It was unhealthy, but I often ignored my bodily needs. I could get more done if eating and sleeping weren’t required.

I’d have to leave soon, and it wouldn’t do me any good to head to the firm on an empty stomach. I could only hope that I wouldn’t wither away by the time the case came to a close.

With a sigh, I stood and stretched my limbs before padding into the kitchen. Aria kept a few snacks around, but they were entirely health–conscious items that lingered between low–fat and low–sodium. I snatched a bag of unsalted chips. before going back to the living room.

I paused when I spotted Aria on the couch, scrolling through my laptop. Her eyes and mouth were wide with shock as she clicked on the page with Timothy’s face plastered all over. At that point, it was too late to make an excuse.

I hadn’t even heard Aria open the door, let alone walk in.

“What? Your client is Timothy?!” Aria screamed, rubbing her hair. She placed the laptop back on the couch and stood abruptly. “Oh my God!”

I squirmed, tossing the bag of chips on the couch as Aria paced the room with

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shallow breaths. Her face was growing redder by the second as she waved her arms around. I knew the news would shatter her.

was practically Aria’s imaginary husband. She had dedicated so much to him over the in sickness and in health.

even attended all of

bad that I was hiding my deal

it was.

wild. “Ugh, I hate you! I mean F do love you, but

knees and was glaring at the ceiling. She

off the floor and came rushing over to me. She smoothed down her shirt and put on

know what kind of lawsuit he’s fighting?” Aria asked, fluttering her eyes. As

1. me.

I shook my head firmly.

Aria grabbed my shirt sleeve and tugged me backward before I could reach the door. “I

my eyes and tried to pull my arm away, but Aria had a tight grip on me. “I have to get back to the

begged. She was hugging my arm at that point. “I can drop you off and pick

I felt my resolve slowly slipping away. Aria was just going to keep pushing, being

said gently, shaking Aria off

jumped up and down. “Oh, sweet! Maybe if I’m

Get

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only hope that Aria wouldn’t get so lucky, as that was clearly her only

1. me.

a curious set of eyes staring at me from across the office. They

leaning against his desk, coffee mug in hand. As I walked closer, he wrinkled his nose. “I didn’t expect to find you back at the

toward my desk. I had learned not to fuel his

you do it, Evie?” He took another sip of his coffee before setting it down. on his desk. “Last I checked, you were packing your things and jumping ship. Why are you even

That was all I could do. This one case was my only hope and I’d

grin. Jasper was like a snake in that way, slow and steady as he approached his prey. He wouldn’t give up until he satiated his hunger, no

from doing certain favors?” he said, his voice low and

set my things down on my desk and took a

research files. He tapped his fingers on them, as if to command my attention. Defiantly, I kept my eyes

screen.