Sorry, Too Late의 모든 챕터: 챕터 51 - 챕터 60

However, no one answered the phone when Hazel called.When one call didn't go through, she tried a second. Yet, she still received no answer.After a dozen or so attempts, she found that she'd been blocked.The busy tone on the other end stumped her. Never in a million years would she have imagined that Evan would dare to block her number. It felt like thunder crashing straight down from a clear sky."Evan Solberg, how dare you block me?!" Hazel slammed her phone onto the passenger seat, shaking with anger. It took her a long while before she calmed down.'Of course. Evan must've seen me calling and thought I was giving in. People are all the same. They start pushing a mile when the other party gives an inch.'"I'd never call you if I didn't need to trick you into donating blood for Zeke! How dare you!" Hazel gritted her teeth, her anger rising all over again.Alas, Hazel completely misjudged him.Sylvie, who was lounging on a couch in Villa No. 1 of Nine Courts, was dressed in

Evan sighed in resignation. "I'll go after I eat dinner with you."Only then did Sylvie break into a happy grin. "That's more like it!"With that, Evan made her a lavish dinner, boasting an entire spread of Silverton's local specialties. Sylvie swiftly devoured everything with obvious delight."Mmm! This is so good! Evan, your cooking keeps getting better and better! I want to eat this forever." Her cheeks puffed out as she stuffed food into her mouth, speaking around her bites. Her eyes were practically shining.Evan chuckled. "I'll cook for you as long as you want me to."He had learned these dishes for Hazel, Roxanne, and Anya back then. Of course, they were good. He had thought his skills would be useless now that he lived alone, but Sylvie ended up being the one to enjoy them.A faint smile appeared on Evan's face as he watched her wolf down the food with such unfiltered joy. 'Maybe having someone who genuinely enjoys my cooking… maybe that's its own kind of happiness.'"By

A hush instantly fell over the table. The entire table froze as everyone turned toward Hazel with strange, puzzled expressions.Hazel herself was still stunned with her ladle hanging mid-air. She had no idea what to do upon this revelation.Stefan and Cynthia, on the other hand, nearly passed out. 'Unbelievable! Hazel is his wife. Yet, she doesn't even know what her husband's allergic to! We were hoping this dinner would help them warm back up to each other, but now? God, what a disaster!'Cynthia quickly placed a piece of braised ribs into Evan's plate. Then, she smacked her forehead and said, "It's all my fault. I completely forgot you're allergic to seafood. My memory really isn't what it used to be." She even made a show of rubbing her temple, hinting at her chronic ailment.Evan smiled. "In that case, you should try the medicine I brought, Mrs. Solberg. It's very effective."Only then did everyone loosen up. One had to admit that Cynthia really was going all in order to patch

Evan's backers were also powerful enough to shake Silverton itself. The Iron Dragon of South Dominion had his back, and his granddaughter was trying to win his affection. Seven special forces guarded him as well. The Overlord, no matter how ruthless, wouldn't be foolish enough to move against Evan lightly.Cynthia couldn't believe what she was hearing. 'Poor boy… He's so scared he's hallucinating. That's the Overlord. He rules Silverton.'The Silverton elites made it a point to give the Overlord a wide berth. He terrified them. The man gathered a mountain of resources and brought order to Silverton singlehandedly. No way Evan wasn't scared of him.Hazel overheard the conversation, and she sneered. She could guess her mother was talking Evan into getting back together with her. 'Take the cue and play along already. You're just being arrogant now. Absolutely unbelievable.'Evan's casual, dismissive attitude only deepened Hazel's contempt.…After promising to keep the estrangemen

Roxanne spoke in a rush, but the silence that followed told her everything. Her eyes widened instantly. "That bastard refused?"Hazel shook her head. "I've shown him enough respect. I even held a family dinner just for him, and he still showed up late and disrespected me in my own house." She briefly recounted what happened at dinner.Roxanne slammed the table and cursed, "The bastard! Zeke's life is at stake here, and he won't even help? Now what do we do?" She massaged her throbbing temples.They couldn't get Evan's blood, and the mysterious donor remained elusive. This was the worst possible outcome.Zeke started coughing again. He opened his hand—blood soaked his palm. Hazel and Roxanne rushed to his side. "How do you feel, Zeke?"One of them patted his back, while the other grabbed meds and water. Zeke pushed it away. "That won't work." No one noticed the brief, chilling flash of bloodlust that crossed his eyes.If Zeke were to die, he'd drag Evan down with him no matter wha