How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 98

Chapter 97

Elodie's eyes flickered, her fingers unconsciously tightening around her fork.

Octavia didn't miss that fleeting reaction. Her smile widened as she nudged her phone toward Jarrod, determined to get an answer. "So, do you like it or not, big brother?"

Jarrod's eyes, cold and unreadable, stayed fixed on the screen. His expression barely shifted. He shot Octavia a warning look.

Octavia shrank back a little, quickly withdrawing her phone. She knew Jarrod and Elodie's situation wasn't public yet; she'd only wanted to see how Elodie would react, not to actually upset her brother.

"What's going on?" their grandmother asked, sensing the tension at the table.

"It's nothing, Grandma," Octavia said brightly, scooting closer. "I just showed Jarrod something he really likes."

Grandma didn't press, patting Octavia's head before turning her attention back to her meal.

Elodie kept her head down, her face carefully blank. She looked numb, as if she were just an outsider watching a love story everyone else envied.

When Jarrod finished eating, he set down his fork and headed upstairs.

annoyance. "He disappears the moment he finishes. Elodie, go call

gave her one—at least for now. She went upstairs and knocked

No answer.

pushed it open and stepped inside, just as Jarrod walked out of

wore casual loungewear that emphasized his broad shoulders and trim waist.

of unwelcome thoughts flashing

had shown him a racy photo

himself to shower. Now, seeing him still chatting—if it was

made his shower

about?" Jarrod suddenly came

black pants brushing with each

the calm, indifferent look

word, Jarrod brushed past her

with snow-white hair had joined them in the

to stop by and give you both a check-up, just to make sure you're

Elodie's face paled.

hard to guess Grandma's motive-to see if there was any physical reason she and Jarrod

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