Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13 Destiny’s Turn

“Just because I haven’t cured him yet doesn’t mean I can’t later,” Evan said calmly.

He hadn’t fully mastered the Ninetold Arcane Arts yet, but once he did, this would be nothing.

“Life and death, sickness and old age-these are all part of fate. I’ve walked through the gates of death myself. What’s there to fear?” the Iron Dragon said with a chuckle. There was no trace of fear on his face.

“Compared to that, there’s something far more importantneed to tell you, Sylvie.” His gaze, however, lingered on Evan.

Evan felt uneasy. It seemed like the Iron Dragon had other intentions, especially when he ordered everyone out of the room, leaving only Sylvie and him behind.

The feeling only grew stranger.

“Grandpa, is there something you want to tell me?”

Sylvie was sharp; she could tell at once that her grandfather had something on his mind.

The Iron Dragon sighed, momentarily at a loss for words. “Sylvie, you once suffered from frost poison and weren’t expected to live past twenty-one. That’s why I never spoke of your marriage. But now that you’re well, it’s time we discussed it…”

“What? Grandpa, I don’t want that!” Sylvie exclaimed, resisting fiercely. “I don’t want to marry anyone! I want to stay by your side and take care of you for the rest of my life!”

The Iron Dragon ruffled her hair affectionately. “Silly girl, don’t you want to know who your destined husband is?”

“Who is it?”

Even Evan, standing nearby, felt a spark of curiosity.

The Iron Dragon said nothing, his eyes fixed on Evan.

‘Huh?’ Evan’s face shifted instinctively. ‘Why’s he looking at me like that?’

Sylvie seemed to realize something, her eyes widening. “Grandpa, could it be…’

The Iron Dragon nodded slowly, his voice heavy with meaning. “Sylvie, there’s something I’ve kept from you. That old sage said your turning point would come in the final year of your life, but there was more to it-your true love would appear alongside that turning point.”

The words hit Sylvie like a thunderclap, sending shivers through her entire body.

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Her gaze snapped to Evan, emotions crashing over her like a storm-excitement, shock, longing, and disbeliet.

It was obvious. Evan was her turning point. He was her destiny.

“Wait, why are you two looking at me like that? I don’t know anything.” He stumbled backward, completely overwhelmed

“Evan.. that’s what I’m going to call you from now on!” Sylvie no longer resisted Instead, she boldly declared her intentions, her eyes shining, fixed directly on him.

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