How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 74

Elodie couldn't wrap her head around it, so she blurted out, "You paid for it?"

Jarrod glanced at her with a lazy indifference, a faint, almost mocking smile tugging at his lips.

He probably thought her question was unnecessary.

The answer was obvious.

He'd always been generous with Sylvie.

Realizing she'd said too much, Elodie relaxed, exhaling softly. "Alright, I get it."

As long as he didn't drag her or the Thorne family into trouble, she didn't care how much he spent on Sylvie. That was his business.

"Are we each getting our own gift for Aunt Grace?" she asked.

Jarrod, watching her with a measured gaze, replied, "No need. I've already taken care of everything."

"Okay." Elodie didn't press further.

She turned to leave.

Jarrod seemed to remember something. "I'll send you the photos."

Elodie hesitated, glancing back. "Hm?"

He had already pulled out his phone. The old lady had sent him six pictures. He long-pressed to select them all, tapped to forward, and scrolled down to find Elodie's contact.

Sylvie's name flashed across

looked at Elodie, shut

letting Elodie

for a moment, pressing

linger. Instead, she

the old lady invited her to stay for lunch, she excused herself,

Meanwhile,

finished his call, grabbed his

completely forgot about sending Elodie

Saturday.

thing in the morning. "Give me your address. I'll

no intention of letting him come over. "No need. I'll get

with you,"

you outside

subway, arriving just as Jarrod's car pulled up. Today, Keith was driving

back seat, focused on

how awkward things were between them, Elodie figured sitting side by side would be uncomfortable, so she reached for

time, Jarrod looked

"Sit in the back."

unfazed, and quietly got in beside

rearview mirror, his gaze holding

and looked up, only to spot a

the dashboard above the

touched up their

So that was it.

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