How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 111

Sylvie turned to Keith with unhurried grace, her posture effortlessly elegant.

Keith, almost instinctively, glanced at Sylvie. After a moment's deliberation, he shook his head. "It's nothing. I just wanted to remind you your meeting with Mr. Black is at three this afternoon."

Jarrod's dark eyes betrayed nothing as he nodded, then disappeared into his office.

Sylvie followed close behind.

Keith watched the two of them retreat down the hall, weighing his words carefully and ultimately deciding to keep silent.

After all, Ms. Fielding was still here. Bringing up Elodie now would be out of place.

Besides, in all these years, he'd never heard of Mr. Silverstein visiting his mother- in-law's grave.

What would be different this time?

Even if he brought it up, with the third anniversary coming up, Mr. Silverstein would probably refuse. Why risk spoiling both his and Ms. Fielding's moods by mentioning Elodie?

On the other side of town, Elodie was completely unaware of Keith's dilemma. After work that evening, she changed course and headed for the nursing home. Her grandmother had sent over a few home-cooked dishes for Emile today, and Elodie decided to join in and keep everyone company.

touched his food. Still, he smiled warmly as he chatted with Elodie and Rosemary about his

with both a day

surprised. She wondered if this was a standard perk for the private suite,

a hospital this exclusive, every service usually

really be that Jarrod had given special

a fortune, didn't it?" Rosemary turned to Elodie, frowning in disapproval. "You

had always carried too much for both

room. If her grandmother and uncle found out that Selma was downstairs, it

these days, so you don't have to worry about me. Once we find a

now, that was

about was moving quickly, reaching her goals, and making sure she could give her uncle access

guilt as he shook his head. "I'm just a burden to you. If I weren't so

never known real

he'd never cared whether she

kind of support she needed to stand

with Emile's illness and the mounting bills, she felt even more weighed down. It was a constant ache in Emile's

and shook her head. "I've finally found my way