How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 100

Chapter 99

Elodie watched the old woman's warm, bustling manner with a flicker of unease. "He... already left," she said.

She wasn't entirely sure when Jarrod had gone the night before.

Judging by the bed, she was certain he hadn't slept there.

The old woman's expression changed at once. "Left? But it's only seven-thirty! I got up at six and never saw him leave."

Sensing something off, Elodie tried to soothe her. "Are you alright, Grandma?"

The elderly woman glanced at Elodie's curious face, then let out a heavy sigh. "What I gave him yesterday wasn't a tonic-it was... something to stir up his desires."

Traditional medicine was a vast, mysterious thing.

She'd gone to special lengths, asking Dr. MacLeod to prepare just the right prescription.

Clearly, it hadn't been put to use at all.

Elodie certainly didn't look like a woman who'd spent a passionate night with her husband.

Elodie's face tightened, and she pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

voice had sounded

when

brother," came a sleepy voice from the stairs. Octavia descended, stifling a yawn, and shot Elodie a knowing look as she passed. "He already had breakfast with someone

Someone else...

had to be

lowered her eyes, hiding her

Jarrod had left last night

for her. Besides, after the sultry photos and then the added effect of the prescription... she could only

old woman, thoroughly vexed, muttered and scolded under her breath, "Running off first thing in the

this trouble-how had she

offer any

Jarrod had

no point in upsetting the old

As for the medicine...

faint, mocking smile played at Elodie's

she'd become the wife so thoroughly

rely on 'medicine'

in the end, Grandma's efforts had only served to spice

art gallery opened for its

had little interest in such events, so Elodie brought Esmeralda

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