The Hockey Roommate's Filthy Desire novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110

Chapter 110

ARIA’S POV

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I could barely process everything Brandon had just told me. As much as I hated to believe it, the evidence right there and Brandon didn’t look like he was lying.

But it still felt unbelievable because the man in question was my uncle. The man who used to smile at me during family dinners. The same man who stood beside my father’s coffin pretending to grieve.

He had been there for us, even when I didn’t know that my father’s company was thriving and now, he was suddenly connected to all of this?

Now Brandon was telling me he could be connected to the accident that almost killed me and my baby.

It felt unreal.

I looked down at my daughter again while my thoughts kept spinning. “I still don’t understand,” I admitted quietly. “How would he even know I’d be in your car that day?”

Brandon leaned back slightly in the chair beside the bed. “That’s what I’m trying to figure out.”

I frowned weakly. “What if the attack was actually meant for you?”

Brandon was quiet for a while before he nodded. “That’s possible. Because there was no way he would have known.”

“And if it was meant for you…” I swallowed painfully. “Then I was just there by accident.”

His jaw tightened immediately. “Either way, you almost died because of it. And it was entirely my fault. I should have been there that morning.

Silence filled the room for a moment. The baby shifted softly in my arms and I stared at her tiny face carefully. She looked peaceful now. Safe.

At least for now. Brandon exhaled slowly before speaking again. “I’ll figure it out. I’ll find out who was behind the accident and make sure they’re put in jail.”

I looked at him quietly. “You sound very sure.”

“I am.”

His voice carried the kind of confidence that made people believe him even when things looked impossible

“For now,” he continued, “I’m just glad you’re awake”

I swallowed slowly and looked around the hospital room again before my eyes returned to hum. “When can I leave?”

“A few more days probably.” I nodded weakly. Then his next words caught me off guard completely “When

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you’re discharged, you’re coming home with me

My brows pulled together immediately. “Home”

“Yes”

I stared at him in confusion. “Brandon we don’t even live together.”

“We will now”

The answer came too fast. Too firm. I blinked slowly. “What?”

“I’m not letting you stay alone anymore”

Something in his expression softened slightly as he looked at me and the baby.

“If something happened to you both again,” he said quietly, “I wouldn’t forgive myself.”

My chest tightened unexpectedly,

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Part of me wanted to argue. Another part of me was too exhausted to even try. Honestly, after everything thi happened, the idea of being alone scared me too.

So instead of fighting him, I simply nodded slowly. “Okay.” Relief flashed briefly across his face before disappearing again.

I looked back down at my daughter quietly. Now that I was fully awake, I could see her properly. Every little feature. Every tiny detail.

And suddenly, my heart sank a little. She looked nothing like me. Not even slightly. Brandon had said she did but I didn’t see it one bit.

From the shape of her eyes, her nose and the dark hair that was already covering her tiny head Even her tips. Everything was Julian.

My throat tightened painfully. “She looks exactly like him.” I whispered without realizing I said it alount Brandon stayed silent.

I smiled bitterly while brushing my finger carefully against the baby’s cheek. “Not even one feature from the I murmured quietly.

The room became uncomfortable after that I already knew Brandon understood who I meant

He must have figured out by now that Julian was the father of my child

A strange heaviness settled in my chest again and before I could stop myself, the question slipped out quietly “Who came to visit me while I was unconscious?”

Brandon looked at me carefully “What do you mean?”

“I mean. “Thesitated slightly “Did anybody come?”

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He stayed silent for a moment too long. Then I finally looked up at him properly. “Did Julian come?”

There it was. The real question. His expression barely changed, but I noticed the slight tightening of his jaw immediately.

“You should let go of the past, Aria,” he said quietly.

My heart sank instantly. That answer alone already told me enough. I forced myself to smile faintly. “So he didn’t come.”

Brandon did not answer immediately. Then finally, “No.” Something inside me quietly broke after hearing that. I looked back down at my daughter quickly so he would not see the disappointment on my face.

It hurt more than I expected.

After everything Julian and I shared, after everything we lost together, a part of me still hoped he cared enough to at least check if I survived.

Even a little. But apparently not. Brandon watched me silently before speaking again. “I know you’re asking because of him.”

I stayed quiet. “I know the baby is his.” My fingers tightened slightly around the blanket wrapped around my daughter. Brandon continued carefully, “But there’s nothing left there anymore.”

I swallowed hard. “He’s moved on already,” Brandon added quietly. “I saw it myself.”

I looked up slowly. “What do you mean?”

“He’s with another woman.” For a second, I forgot how to breathe. My chest tightened painfully while his words repeated in my head over and over again.

Another woman. I stared at Brandon silently, hoping maybe he would take it back somehow. But he didn’t “He wasn’t even sober when I saw him,” Brandon continued. “She was taking care of him.”

Every tiny bit of hope I still carried shattered completely after that. I lowered my eyes immediately before he could see the tears gathering again.

Of course. Julian had already moved on while I was still holding onto memories like an idiot. A painful laugh almost escaped my throat, but I stopped it quickly.

The baby moved softly against my chest and I kissed her forehead gently while trying to calm the ache spreading through me.

“Right,” I whispered quietly. Brandon watched me carefully but said nothing else. Because there was nothing else to say anymore.