The Hockey Star’s Remorse

hapter 135

TIMOTHY POV

A week had passed since Timothy had reluctantly agreed to take the paternity test, and the anticipation had gnawed at his every waking moment. He had spent countless hours tossing and turning in his small, dimly lit apartment, dreading the outcome of that test. He had never imagined that he would find himself in this situation, tied to Stella in a way that left him conflicted and resentful.

As he paced back and forth in his living room, the phone rang, breaking the oppressive silence. He snatched it up, his heart racing as he answered, “Hello?”

Stella’s voice on the other end of the line was monotone. “Timothy, I have the results. Can you come over?”

He hesitated for a moment, the weight of the impending revelation pressing down on him. He had hoped that the test would absolve him of any responsibility, that he could cut ties with Stella once and for all. But now, as he contemplated the gravity of what she could potentially tell him, he knew there was no turning back.

“Okay, I’ll be there,” he finally replied, his voice tinged with resignation.

Minutes later, he found himself standing outside Stella’s door, his heart pounding in his chest. He knocked, and she opened it with a solemn expression. In her hand, she held an envelope that bore the weight of their uncertain future.

“Come in,” she said quietly.

He followed her into the apartment, his eyes avoiding the gaze of the woman who had brought him so much turmoil. They settled on the velvety sofa, and Stella gestured for him to sit. She hesitated for a moment, as if gathering her thoughts, before finally handing him the envelope.

“The results are in there,” she said.

Timothy tore open the envelope with trembling hands, his heart pounding in his chest. He unfolded the document, his eyes scanning the words that would either release him from this entanglement or bind him to it forever.

“Probability of paternity is 99 percent.”

The words hung in the air, heavy and irrefutable. Timothy’s mind reeled as he

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A mix of emotions.

fear. “Timothy. I know this is difficult for you,

jaw, struggling to contain the anger that

but she didn’t back down. “We have a child on

someone dropped a barbell on his chest, crushing his insides on impact.

hands. “I know you hate me, Timothy. I can’t change that right now, but we have to put our differences aside for the

bear to look at her any longer, so he turned away, his gaze fixed on the wall in

before responding, “I want you to accept the responsibilities of

always imagined that he would walk away. But now, as the reality of the situation

of Evie, the woman who was his everything, made it feel like a tragedy. If he wanted

right, even if it hurt her.

been an

a heavy sigh, Timothy finally nodded, the pain didn’t subside in his

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with a glimmer of hope, and she reached out to touch his arm. “Thank you, Timothy. That means more to me than

kid. Not you,” he stressed, moving his arm away

off, already shedding her hesitant demeanor for the usual self- involved smirk. “You know, Timothy, I’m going to need your support soon. I can’t afford to be

puzzled by her statement. “Why would you

as if debating whether to share her troubles. Finally, she spoke, her voice tinged with faux sincerity. “I’m being sued by my sister, Scarlett, and Evie is

had heard about the tensions. between Stella and her sister, but the fact that it had escalated to a lawsuit was beyond his

Timothy asked,

claims that I’m not entitled to my share of our grandfather’s inheritance, and she’s determined to

of fate that had brought him back into Evie’s orbit, only to find.

do?” he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern. His concern, however, wasn’t for the woman

need you to be there for me, Timothy. I need your support and strength to

torn between his reluctance to confront Evie and his desire to do right by their child. He hadn’t personally met Stella’s sister, so perhaps she was more vicious.

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