How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue
Chapter 31
A quiet voice came from inside the room. "Come in."
Elodie pushed open the door. Jarrod had just finished showering and changed into fresh clothes; he stood with his back to her, scrolling through his phone.
She stepped inside and noticed his suit jacket lying haphazardly on the rug beside the futon. Instinctively, Elodie stooped to pick it up.
Just then, Jarrod turned around. His gaze flicked to the jacket in her hands, and his brows drew together. "Don't touch my things again."
For years, Elodie had always been the one to iron his clothes by hand. Jarrod assumed she was about to take his jacket away to deal with it.
Elodie pressed her lips together and tossed the jacket onto the futon. "When are we_"
"Get some sleep," Jarrod cut her off, barely glancing her way as he checked his watch and strode quickly out of the room. Whether Elodie had something important to say didn't seem to matter to him.
His abrupt departure caught her off guard.
She'd lost her chance to talk to him about the divorce.
As for what could make him leave in such a hurry-other than Sylvie, she couldn't think of a single person.
a car horn
chimed. Alexander had sent her a
will be
simple "Okay," then grabbed a change of clothes from the wardrobe and settled down
grandmother was furious to learn he'd left in the middle of the night. Elodie spent a good while calming her
company. After combing through the mountain of documents, she'd even managed
a high-level technical brief from someone who'd only had a few days with the files. "She did all this herself?" he
in demand she was back then. The top universities-here and abroad- were all fighting over her. If I worked
the top
laughed, offering no further
own father would never have been so furious about her quitting
What a waste.
people really can't tell a diamond from a
own a single designer gown. She'd spent three years revolving around Jarrod, and with their secret marriage, there was never a reason-or an
cufflinks set with green stones to match her dress, a
wear her dress, and
She dabbed on extra blush to hide her exhaustion, then slipped into the dress and headed
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