How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 41

Jarrod's eyes held a hint of mockery. His tone was perfectly neutral, yet there was always something in it that made Elodie feel uneasy.

A sudden flush crept up Elodie's cheeks.

She knew exactly why.

Back then, desperate for Jarrod to get used to her presence and take her seriously as his wife, she'd forced herself to call him "darling" even when it made her cringe. Every other sentence out of her mouth started with that word.

Even when they were intimate, she would murmur it softly against his ear.

Not that it ever mattered.

Jarrod almost never responded to her.

And now, having it laid bare like this, she couldn't help but feel awkward and exposed.

Seeing the change in her expression, Jarrod felt a sense of inevitability. She was still the same Elodie.

No matter how composed she seemed on the surface, she always gave herself away eventually.

He let out a quiet, derisive laugh, then turned away, clearly done with the conversation.

But to Elodie, his attitude was more grating than words.

they'd be divorced soon anyway—but before she could,

the corridor without so

get the chance

the car, Esmeralda launched straight into a tirade. "If this deal hadn't been settled last month, I swear, I'd have torn that woman's little façade to shreds! Lying there like she's God's gift, acting as if being a homewrecker is something to

manufacturing firm, VistaLink Technologies, was one of the best. They'd worked with Nexus

But that was then.

turned

each other in business again for sure. VistaLink Technologies isn't some industry behemoth like The

really lost face in public,

all, he'd

uncertain, the last thing Elodie wanted was for her company to get caught

"They're all idiots! Just let your confidentiality agreement expire-then let's see if that little brat can still act so smug! She thinks she's something special? There's always someone better out there.

asking if you're single, begging me to introduce them. Take a look,

she was naturally reserved, never

it

faintly. "Jarrod won't care. And I don't have the

this morning

her illness, there were

time and strength into things

baked a batch of sweet pastries, and brought them to the

fees

in good spirits today. When he saw her, his smile was gentle. "It's freezing out—what are you

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