How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

The professor didn't answer her.

He was probably still upset with her.

Elodie knew she couldn't rush things-hearts didn't turn cold overnight.

After years spent struggling in a loveless marriage, she understood that feeling all too well.

Later, on her way to meet a client, Elodie unexpectedly ran into Jarrod.

He'd just arrived at the entrance to the event hall, where a staff member greeted him.

For once, Sylvie wasn't at his side, which was a surprise.

Jarrod noticed Elodie, too. He glanced over with a languid, unreadable look in his eyes dark and inscrutable.

Elodie subtly frowned.

Was it just her, or was Jarrod's gaze on her a little odd today?

Normally, he would have ignored her completely, never granting her so much as a second look.

She didn't greet him, just walked straight into the company building.

point, anyway. Even if she tried, he'd never respond-only leave

learned from Alexander that Mr. Patrick had replied. He considered their three-year plan feasible and agreed to make them a priority

eased, and for once, she

knowing

rejection from

felt nothing in particular. Ever since

they were competitors. VistaLink Technologies had

Still...

elegant brows

way Jarrod had looked at

must have learned the outcome before she did. No wonder he'd

he think she'd stolen Sylvie's

on your mind?" Alexander, in high spirits, turned

I'll send

dull ache behind her eyes and touched her forehead -it seemed a

painkiller and planned to rest for a

few minutes later, her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. Elodie hesitated,

this Miss Elodie?" a voice

"Yes, speaking."

the agency. There's a buyer interested in viewing the gallery under your mother's name.

"I'm not selling. You must have the wrong

just another scam call, and went back to the pile of unfinished