The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 194

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Timothy's heart raced as he sat in the sterile waiting room of the paternity testing center, flanked by Andy on one side and Stella on the other. He could hardly believe that it had come to this—having a paternity test to determine if he was the father of Stella’s child. The tension in the room was suffocating, and the air was thick

with tension.

Stella leaned closer to him, her voice low and soothing, as she tried to reassure him. “Timothy, you have to believe me. The baby is yours. There’s no doubt about it.”

Timothy turned to look at her, his eyes narrowing. “Stella,” he said, his voice stern, “you've been dishonest from the beginning. You had an affair with my brother, for God’s sake!”

Stella’s gaze didn’t waver, and she gripped his wrist with an unsettling amount of strength. “I made a mistake, Timothy, but | swear to you that the baby is yours. | love you, and | wouldn’t lie about something like this.”

Andy, who had been silent until now, cleared his throat and took her hand. He leaned forward, his voice rising with intensity. “Timothy, let’s be honest here. You never even cared for Stella. You were just using her to get back

at me.”

Timothy shot Andy a furious glare. “What the hell are you on, Andy? You should have known better than anyone that | don’t want to be with her. If you wanted her, you should’ve taken her, regardless of what Dad said.”

Stella interjected, her voice steady and confident. “There’s nothing between me and Andy, Timothy. He’s just trying to mess with your head. Seems like that little media stunt of his wasn’t satisfying enough.”

Andy scoffed, his face contorted with rage. “Is that what you said last night, Stella? When you came running to me after our fight?”

The accusation hung heavily in the air, and Timothy’s heart sank: He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Stella had always claimed that ther

was nothing between her and his brother, but the truth seemed to be uncovering itself further and further.

Timothy turned to Stella, his anger and disappointment boiling over. “Is that true, Stella? Did you go to Andy last night?” 4/4

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Stella avoided eye contact, her silence speaking volumes. Timothy’s frustration mounted, and he couldn't hold back the torrent of emotions that had been building for so long.

“And all that time you were telling me to be ‘loyal, to stay away from Evie,” he said, his voice trembling with anger. “I suppose your own rules don’t apply to you, do they?”

Stella finally met his gaze, her own eyes brimming with tears. “That was before | met you, Timothy. | made at terrible mistake, but | need this to work between us. The baby is yours.”

“We'll see about that,” Timothy retorted, snatching his hand away from her grip.

As they sat there, the minutes dragged on, each second feeling like an eternity. Finally, a nurse emerged from a back room, holding an envelope in her hand.

Timothy stood, his heart pounding, and made his way toward her. The others followed, their anxious faces reflecting the gravity of the moment.

“Here you are.” The nurse handed Timothy the envelope, her expression neutral. “The results are inside,” she said. “I hope they bring you all the clarity you’re seeking.”

Timothy nodded and, with trembling hands, tore open the envelope. He pulled out the piece of paper inside and began to read the words and numbers that covered the page.

Numbness washed over Timothy, and he felt like he was no longer in his own body. The words, though expected, carried a heavy weight of finality. He had harbored doubts for so long, but now the truth had been confirmed,

and it was a truth he couldn't deny.

The seconds ticked by, and the room fell into an eerie silence as Timothy absorbed it all. His face paled, and he couldn't hold back the laugh that slipped from his lips. The revelation made him strangely satisfied.

Stella and Andy leaned in, desperate to know the results. Timothy's voice quivered as he spoke. “It’s not mine,” he said, his words barely a whisper. “The baby is not mine.”

Stella’s eyes filled with tears, and she reached out to him, her voice quivering with desperation. “Timothy, it’s a mistake. The test must be wrong. You have to believe me.”

But Timothy had heard enough. He turned away, his heart feeling eerily light in his chest. “I guess these were the real results all along. Figures.”

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“Tim...” Stella placed a hand on his shoulder and he jerked away.

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“You know, | expected nothing less,” Timothy continued, leering at her. “I’m not doing this with you anymore, Stella. Consider this engagement over.

Andy stepped forward, his tone softening as he embraced Stella from behind. “I'll make sure the child has a loving home and family,” he declared. “You won't be a part of our lives.”

Stella was on the verge of tears, her voice filled with despair. “Timothy, please, you have to believe me. | love you. | don’t want to lose you.”

But Andy shook his head, his anger undiminished. “Stella, are you listening to me? I’m here for you!”

Timothy's patience had been tested to its limits, and he could feel his head spinning. He couldn’t help but feel a simmering anger toward both Andy and Stella. He had been thrust into a situation he never asked for, a situation that had now led them to the most significant revelation of all.

“You're both unbelievable,” Timothy muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. “You deserve each other. Two lying, scheming bastards.”

Stella, tears glistening in her eyes, reached out to him, her voice quaking with desperation. “Timothy, please, you have to understand-”

But Timothy didn’t wait for her to finish. He turned and walked away, his footsteps heavy as he rushed to the exit. Stella’s pleas faded into the background as he left the testing center, cut off as the doors shut behind him.

Timothy made his way to his car, his steps heavy and purposeful. He got in and sat in silence for a while, the weight of the moment settling in. But then, something unexpected happened. A bitter laugh escaped his lips, and it quickly turned into hysterical laughter. The absurdity of the situation had become too much to bear.

He laughed until tears streamed down his face, his shoulders shaking with the sheer madness of it all. He wondered how he had allowed himself to be ensnared in their mess for so long. The anger and frustration that had simmered within him had erupted into wild laughter, leaving him feeling unhinged.

As he regained his composure, Timothy sat and stared at the clock on his dashboard. The funeral was in two hours, and he be forced to face his family again. Undoubtedly, news has already spread about the affair.

He started the car and began to drive, the events of the past few months replaying in his mind. The truth had been revealed, and he was left to grapple with the fallout. He didn’t know where he was headed, but he was

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determined to find a way out of the tangled mess that had become his life.

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