The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 142

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across my room. It was a new day, but the remnants of last night’s escapade weighed

heavily on me. My head throbbed, and my stomach churned with the aftereffects. of the alcohol that had fueled my

behavior.

reckles ~

As I reluctantly climbed out of bed, I couldn’t help but cringe at the memories of the previous night. Singing a love song on stage, embarrassing myself in front of a crowd–it was all so unlike me. But then again, nothing about my life lately had been typical.

I glanced at the clock and realized that I was running late for my meeting with Scarlett at the estate. I hurriedly dressed in a simple blouse and jeans, attempting to conceal the remnants of my hangover.

The drive to the estate was quiet and reflective, the scenery passing by in a blur. I couldn’t help but mull over the events of the past few weeks–the legal battle with Stella, Timothy’s engagement, and my own tangled emotions.

When I arrived at the estate, I expected to find Scarlett waiting for me, ready to dive into our strategy for the upcoming lawsuit. But to my surprise, it was Timothy who greeted me at the door, his expression somber and his demeanor more serious than I had ever seen him.

“Timothy,” I stammered, taken aback by his presence. “What are you doing here?”

He sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “Stella had some errands to run, so I offered to step in and discuss things with you and Scarlett.”

I blinked, my mind struggling to process this new development. Timothy, the same man who had once been my confidant and friend, was now fully committed. to supporting Stella. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut, leaving me feeling disoriented and unsettled.

Scarlett arrived a few moments later, her expression one of mild annoyance. “Typical Stella, always keeping us waiting.”

The Fitzgerald estate sprawled before us, its grandeur and history evident in every meticulously crafted detail. It was a place of opulence and elegance, a symbol of a bygone era, and today, it was the epicenter of our legal battle.

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path that led to the front entrance, the grandeur of the estate looming over us like a silent sentinel. The morning sun bathed the property in a warm, golden light, but

satisfy all parties involved. But Scarlett and I were resolute in our stance–the entire estate had been designated to go to her, while Stella had retained ownership of

“This estate holds immense. sentimental value for me, Timothy. I won’t let

“What’s so special about this place, Scarlett? It’s

a step closer to Timothy. “It’s not just a piece of

‘they‘ exactly?” Timothy

“Don’t you pay attention to the people around

toward me. “Why would Andy be concerned with

in the air, heavy with the weight of suspicion and uncertainty. Timothy’s concern was evident, and it was clear that he was desperate for

something innocent between Andy and Stella felt like grasping at straws,

that Andy has his own reasons, but I

frustration was evident, and he ran a

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My family could

an eyebrow at him then. “Since when

slumping. “I’m just

to Timothy’s words than met the eye. His demeanor had shifted, and I couldn’t

my voice tinged with frustration.

can do about this, but I can’t promise anything,” he finally said, his

expression resolute. “Evie, I don’t want to negotiate with Stella over this estate. We need more information, and that means you

enough to send me spiraling. But then I recalled the substantial sum

pained me to proceed,

to get more information

have to do whatever it takes,

sense of duty and determination rise within me. She was

the nagging doubt that had settled in the pit of my stomach. Timothy had appeared hesitant during our negotiations, his commitment to Stella