Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 The Woman by the Pool

There was no denying the warning lacing Roxanne’s words. This was her final reminder.

Evan responded, “Who’s pretending? I don’t need your chances. Just leave. You’re an eyesore.”

“Fine, we’re leaving. Don’t regret this because you won’t get another chance like it again.”

Hazel, Roxanne, and Anya stormed off in fury. They were beyond pissed.

From their perspective, Evan just needed to drop to his knees, acknowledge his error, and say sorry. They would forgive him then.

Instead, he chose to keep up the cold, stubborn front.

None of them believed he was actually doing well. The more afraid someone was, the tougher they talked.

It all boiled down to pride.

People never liked showing their vulnerable sides.

They were sure that Evan would regret his actions today. After all, he had just sacrificed a perfect opportunity to save his life merely to protect his ego.

This was Cain he was dealing with.

All it took was for Cain to say the word, and Evan was a goner. Once he made up his mind, Evan could be lying cold on the street by tomorrow.

“Let’s see just how well he’ll do now that he doesn’t have the Solberg name to protect him,” Hazel spat, genuinely angry this time.

“What about your parents? How are you going to explain this to them?” Roxanne asked.

Stefan and Cynthia strongly ordered Hazel to bring Evan back, no matter what. They had also made it clear that they would disown her if she failed.

Now, it had become so complicated that explaining it to them was challenging.

“I’ll simply tell the truth if they ask,” Hazel replied coldly, her brow furrowing. “You two are going to back me up and tell them that Evan refused to come back. Remember to tell them that he even told us to get lost.”

“Of course. He was the one who rejected us. Why should we beg for his return? Are we that desperate?” they quickly concurred, assuring her they would support Hazel if her parents requested it.

What they didn’t realize was that Evan wasn’t bluffing to protect his pride.

Everything he said was true-he wasn’t afraid of Cain and didn’t come for protection. His purpose was to prevent two stunning women from meeting.

Artemisia watched, completely mesmerized.

By the time she came back to herself, Estelle had already finished her swim.

Artemisia sighed inwardly. ‘Beautiful things truly make people lose track of time.’

She had seen plenty of beautiful women in high society. She herself was considered one, and she even edged out Roxanne slightly when it came to presence.

However, she had never encountered anyone like Estelle-someone who was nearly perfect in every aspect.

Estelle felt invincible, a rarity beyond comparison.

If anyone could stand on the same level, it would only be Sylvie.

And the irony?

Both of them were her mentor’s wives.

For the first time, Artemisia felt a faint flicker of envy toward Evan. Her mentor was a lucky man to have two women like these by his side.