The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 157

Chapter 157

TIMOTHY POT

The atmosphere in the car remained tense as Timothy drove toward the hospital. They had a cake tasting appointment soon, but Timothy had promised his mother that he would visit her at the hospital that day. It was a routine he had never

wanted to mi

Of course, this stop along the way displeased Stella. As they settled into the car. Stella couldn’t help but voice her irritation. Timothy, do we really have to go to the hospital today? We have so much to do.”

Timothy sighed, his gaze fixed on the road ahead. ‘Stella, you know how important it is for me to check on my mother. It won’t take long, I promise. Besides, I have to bring her fresh flowers

Stella squinted, her voice sharp with impatience. “Timothy, we’ve been planning this wedding for months, and there’s still so much to do. We don’t have time for these constant detours.”

Timothy’s jaw denched, his temper flaring as he fought to keep his frustration in check. “Stella, my mother is sick. She needs me, and I won’t abandon her. This won’t take more than an hour”

She didn’t answer him, instead turning to scowl out the window. Timothy sighed, shifting the car into reverse.

As they arrived at the hospital. Timothy steeled himself for the confrontation that was bound to follow. Stella didn’t understand the depth of his and his mother’s bond, and her impatience only served to widen the rift between them.

They made their way to his mother’s room, and Timothy’s heart ached at the sight of her frail form lying in the hospital bed. She looked up, her eyes lighting up with a faint smile as she saw her son.

“You’re here,” she said, her voice filled with gratitude.

He leaned down to kiss her cheek gently, placing the bouquet of fresh flowers he had brought on the windowsill. “Of course, Mom. How are you feeling today?”

His mother’s eyes brimmed with affection as she looked at him. “I’m hanging on.

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thanks to you.”

Stella, who had been standing by impatiently, couldn’t help but voice her annoyance. “Timothy, can we at least make this quick?”

Timothy’s jaw clenched as he fought to contain his irritation. “Stella, show somet respect. This is my mother.”

His mother intervened, her voice soft but tinged with sadness. “It’s alright. I’m a bit boring when I’m ill.”

Stella a glare before tugging the silver bangs out of Lydia’s eyes.

T

grew, her voice sharp. “This

“Dear, don’t be so hard on him. Family comes

however, seemed uninterested in making conversation with Lydia. She looked away and folded

long have you and Timothy

short and uninterested. “Not

keep the conversation going, her tone polite. “So, how did Timothy

We’re having a baby, and he wanted to do the right thing by marrying sooner rather

thoughtful as she considered Stella’s response. She leaned in closer, her voice filled with a hint of sarcasm. “Ah, a baby. How wonderful. It’s always good to have a reason to rush

responded sharply. “We love each other, if that’s what you’re

“Of course, dear. Every act of

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her tone biting. “Are you suggesting

these ‘acts of love‘ were

shock Stella as well. Unfortunately, the accusation was

start, “the paternity test confirmed that I’m

“Timothy. I expected better of you. You’re really following in your

words, defended their relationship with a riote of anger. “How dare

was unwavering. “I just hoped that you wouldn’t make the same mistakes your father and I did, bringing children

you’re condemning that child

the right thing,” he said slowly. hoping he’d convince himself. “You would’ve wanted me

continued to flow, her voice filled with sorrow. “I want what’s best for you, Timothy, above all

his wrist and tugging him closer with a surprising amount of strength. “You have to tell me. There’s

his eyes.

anyway. “It was always about finding Evie

words echoed in Timothy’s mind and he couldn’t help but recall those desperate days. When Evie had told him that

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him. He had yet to meet someone that would grip

doubted he

her voice laced with irritation. “We should leave,

here.”

still, feeling a profound sense of disquiet. Somehow, he couldn’t. move beneath his

marched over

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