Sorry, Too Late
Judging by how they were acting, he had an inkling that they must have found out about the blood transfusion.
Still, it was none of his business. After all, they had nothing to do with each other anymore.
What difference did an apology make now?
Hazel looked at him, her eyes red. "So you won't even accept our apology?"
Evan didn't answer directly. Instead, he looked at the three of them and enunciated each word slowly and clearly, "Ms. Solberg, we're divorced. Ms. Leighton, Ms. Golden, I've already repaid the debt I owed you. We're through.