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.

Jarrod's voice had sounded

for when

breakfast for my brother," came a sleepy voice from the stairs. Octavia descended, stifling a yawn,

Someone else...

had to

eyes, hiding her

last night to find

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

thoroughly vexed, muttered and scolded under her breath, "Running off first thing in the morning! Just what out there keeps pulling him

gone to all this trouble-how had she ended

didn't offer any

Jarrod had actually left the

point in upsetting the old

As for the medicine...

smile played

she'd become the wife so thoroughly ignored by her

rely on

efforts had only served to

family's art gallery opened

in such events, so Elodie brought Esmeralda along

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