Chapter 110

So all she could do was stall for as long as possible.

Once the VistaLink Technologies project was secured and running smoothly, she could finally take time for her treatment—and start preparing her grandmother and uncle for the news.

When she finished changing her clothes and stepped out, her phone wouldn't stop chiming.

Elodie picked it up and glanced at the screen.

Photos from Esmeralda.

Clearly snapped on the sly.

The pictures showed the jewelry store in the shopping mall-Jarrod was there, helping Sylvie pick out jewelry.

Sylvie was holding an emerald necklace in her hands.

So, when he'd called Elodie earlier, he must've taken a quick break from his date to handle it.

Esmeralda: [Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!]

Esmeralda: [I'm right next door. I watched Jarrod swipe his credit card for Sylvie over and over, buying her more luxury gifts than I could count. Just a minute ago, he bought her that emerald necklace and matching earrings-they cost more than a million dollars.]

[He didn't

to hand it to Sylvie. She's got

shifted her gaze away from the photo and, for the first time in a while, thought back on her marriage to Jarrod. He had never once

the gifts he

the scenes-she'd instruct Jarrod to pick up some limited-edition handbags or jewelry for Elodie while traveling

anniversary presents. Jarrod would just tell Keith to handle them, as if ticking off a task on his to-do list—a gesture that looked thoughtful, but felt as impersonal as an office

gifts themselves were

accompanying Sylvie, though, they seemed cold and

with her: they were still sitting in the closet at the marital home. No matter how expensive they were,

a quick reply-Get home soon-and then

she was done

them

The next day.

Technologies

hadn't sent

probably just forgotten, caught up with

want to pester him, so she let it go for

Elodie

he hadn't let her finish. He'd simply told her to schedule it with Keith. Left with no choice, she needed

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