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 a little hoarse last

for when

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 else...

had to

lowered her eyes, hiding her

had left last night to

after the sultry photos and

muttered and scolded under her breath, "Running off first thing

all this trouble-how had she ended up with such an ungrateful

offer

did she say that Jarrod had actually left

was no point in upsetting

As for the medicine...

mocking smile played at Elodie's

she'd become the wife so thoroughly ignored by

was to rely on 'medicine' to

Grandma's efforts had only served to spice

Warwick family's art gallery opened for its weekend

events, so Elodie brought Esmeralda

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