Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 31

Rosa still had some paperwork to take care of and missed the entire fiasco. So, she naturally assumed Evan had signed the papers while forcing himsel to stay calm.

Men cared deeply about their ego and image, especially in a place like a courthouse. Everyone wanted to look composed and carefree after their failed marriages. Hence, no one truly understood the depth of their panic in their hearts.

Afterward, Rosa returned to report, saying, “Ms. Solberg, Mr. Solberg has signed the divorce papers.”

She handed the documents to Hazel.

The expressions on the three heiresses‘ faces sharpened when they saw the documents.

“How did he react when he signed them?” Roxanne asked.

In their minds, Evan shouldn’t have dared to sign them at all. He should have been scared witless. That was why they were eager to know how he had acted.

“He was very calm. I’d even say he was completely indifferent. I even reminded him several times,” Rosa replied.

Roxanne looked mildly surprised. “He really signed them right away? There was no hesitation at all?”

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Rosa shook her head.

That was completely unexpected of him.

Roxanne frowned slightly. “He’s probably just sulking. He’s probably doing it to try to get our attention.”

Hazel let out a cold sneer, confidence written all over her face. “Relax. He’ll regret it eventually. This is a legally binding cooling -off period for a divorce. We’ll just wait for him to come running back to us and apologize. Trust me. It won’t take more than a few days.”

Then, she turned and went into the kitchen, planning to cook a meal for Zeke herself.

Anya raised her thumb. “The difference between a great chef and an average one is control over the heat. Too hot and it burns; too low and it stays raw.”

She was comparing Hazel to a chef–and Evan to an ingredient.

The villa was filled with laughter and cheerful chatter. Only Zeke sat in silence, holding the divorce papers.

He had noticed a detail the three heiresses had overlooked–the signature. It read Evan Norwood.

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A divorce application required a legal name. That meant Evan had already severed his ties with the Solberg family. Zeke kept that detail to himself. For him, the less the three heiresses knew about this, the better.

Now that their warning to Evan was over, they could focus all their attention on finding the mysterious blood donor.

Sylvie was still basking in the joy of Evan’s successful divorce inside the car.

“Is my divorce really that exciting?” Evan asked helplessly from the passenger seat.

“You don’t get it, Evan. I’m just being emotional,” Sylvie replied.

“Emotional?”

“Of course.” She spoke as if it were obvious. “A few days ago, I was basically waiting to die before the end of the year Love wasn’t even something I could think about. But now, I’m cured, and I’ve also found love.

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“If that’s not fate, what is? That’s why I believe in fate, and that’s also why I won’t stop pursuing you. I’ll win you over one day.”

Sylvie believed this with absolute certainty.

Evan smiled at her confidence. Alright. I’ll wait for that fateful day.”

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