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.

She had dedicated so much to him over the

attended all of

I was hiding my deal with him, no matter how

it was.

hate you! I mean F do love you, but I

at the ceiling. She had her arms stretched upward, as if to shout at some cruel deity in the

she hopped up off the floor and came rushing over to

fluttering her eyes. As always, Aria figured that her pathetic display of

1. me.

I shook my head

before I could reach the door. “I

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

you!” Aria begged. She was hugging my arm

watching Aria’s desperate display, I felt my resolve slowly slipping away. Aria was just going to keep pushing, being as stubborn as

gently, shaking Aria off my arm.

Maybe if I’m lucky, Timothy and

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Aria wouldn’t get so lucky, as that was clearly her only reason for coming.

1. me.

my heart was racing. I felt a curious set of eyes staring at me from across the office. They unfortunately belonged to Jasper, who appeared just

hand. As I walked closer, he wrinkled his nose. “I didn’t expect to find

I strode past him and toward my desk. I had learned not to fuel his fire.

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

could do. This one case was my only

to slowly approach me, hands stuffed in his pockets as he cracked a grin. Jasper was like a snake in that way, slow and steady as he approached his prey. He wouldn’t give up until

he said, his voice

set my things down on my desk and

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

screen.