Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121 A Future Decided Over Dinner

“What is all this?’

Never mind that Evan had no plans to get married anytime soon-things with Sylvie were already complicated, and now, it was the same with Estelle. He had only met her twice. And most importantly, he was divorced.

“But I’ve already been married once…” Evan finally managed.

“So what?” Belinda didn’t care in the slightest. “Evan, we know everything about you. That Solberg/girl must’ve been blind to divorce you! You’re thoughtful, you take care of people, you’re gifted in business, you can handle both politics and commerce-you’re the kind of talent anyone would fight over. And now your medical skills are impressive too. You even know geomancy and metaphysics-where else am I supposed to find a son-in-law like that?

“Let me speak from the heart over this meal—Evan, I like you. If you agree, you can become our son-in-law right away. We don’t mind in the slightest! Besides, you and that Solberg girl never even shared a bed, did you? That was basically a contract marriage!”

Belinda had never sounded so open-minded. She kept piling food onto Evan’s plate, like she wanted him to march straight down the aisle with Estelle the moment dinner ended.

What thrilled her even more was finding out Evan was still open to dating meaning the Iron Dragon’s granddaughter hadn’t managed to win him over. Her daughter still had a chance.

Estelle didn’t say a word, but the curve of her lips-and the sly light in her eyes-said plenty.

Evan nearly jumped in his seat. ‘No way. She’s not actually interested in me, is she?’

Belinda even turned to her daughter and reminded her, “Estelle, if you two are in a hurry to get your marriage license, the documents are in the second drawer of our bedroom. It’s not even locked. Don’t worry about your dad and me, just take it and go register anytime you want.” As she spoke, she shot Evan a look that was way too pointed to be accidental.

Evan almost spat out his drink. Belinda was so blunt it was genuinely scary.

By the end of the family dinner, Evan had broken into a cold sweat. The mayor and his wife were far too enthusiastic. Estelle barely spoke, yet Evan could feel her presence like heat off a fire.

After the meal, Belinda handed him a key. “Evan, take this.”

“Ma’am, what are you doing?” Evan stared, wide-eyed.

“This is the key to our home.” Belinda smiled. “Keep it. You’re welcome here anytime—treat it like your own home. And your room has already been prepared. You can come stay whenever you like!”

Evan hadn’t expected anything like this-a room prepared for him, a key handed over like he belonged. Belinda even gave him a full tour, walking him through the house room by room.

Still stunned, Evan found himself oddly moved. They weren’t just being polite. They were treating him like a real son-in-law-key, room, the whole package.

“Oh, and we bought a new place in the next neighborhood. That’ll be your marital home with Estelle. Come on- let’s go take a look!”

At those words, Evan nearly lost his mind. ‘A marital home? Seriously? What on earth is going on?!’

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hapter 121 A Future Decided Over Dinner

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Just as he was struggling to find a way to refuse, his phone rang. It was Stefan.

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