Better Late, But Never His Again novel Chapter 104

The cafeteria returned to its usual hum. She looked up at Hazel's back in the distance and smirked.

How could Hazel ever compete with her? Winning hearts? Sorry, manipulating people's hearts was her absolute specialty.

After finishing her meal, Hazel picked up her tray. The moment she turned around, Evelyn was blocking her path.

She wore a smile that held a trace of calculated flattery. "Hazel, you must have been so stressed yesterday. You really need to unwind. Why don't we go to the bathhouse tonight? I heard a new one opened nearby, and it sounds pretty nice."

Hazel stared at her coldly. After a two-second pause, she let out a dry laugh.

"Do you really think I'll fall for your tricks again? Or do you just think I'm stupid? Evelyn, Sean Sutton hasn't even been caught yet, and you still have the mood for a spa day?"

With that, she stepped around Evelyn and carried her tray toward the return station.

Evelyn stood rooted to the spot, her smile dissolving inch by inch. Her fingers clamped tightly around the handle of her lunchbox. Taking a deep breath, she hurried after her, intercepting Hazel at the corner of the corridor.

"I know you've misunderstood me." Her voice was urgent, her eyes growing red. "I just want to sit down and talk things out with you. Just give me a chance, okay?"

People walked past them in the busy hallway. Hazel stood there, staring at Evelyn's face—so utterly masked in sincerity that it was downright laughable.

The woman pulled this exact same routine every single time, acting as if she had suffered some colossal injustice. It was a tragedy she hadn't become an actress.

"Talk about what?" Hazel's voice was flat.

Evelyn bit her lip and looked down. "About us. I know you dislike me. I know you think I stole Julian, but I didn't do it on purpose. I just couldn't control my feelings."

Hazel leaned against the wall, crossing her arms without offering a shred of sympathy.

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