How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 113

Queenie clung to Ivan's arm, but he just took a long drag from his cigarette and patted her on the head. "Enough, go inside and wait for the results. I'll finish my smoke and come find you."

She caught the careless, unmoved look on his face and knew he wasn't letting her get away with any games. Reluctantly, she tugged at his sleeve. "Alright, but don't take too long."

She'd smashed Ivan's favorite mug earlier, and when she saw his anger, she felt a strange mix of nervousness and sweetness. Instinctively, she faked a

stomachache to defuse his temper.

Thankfully, after sweeping up the broken pieces, Ivan had taken her straight to the hospital.

His concern for her made it impossible for Queenie to admit she'd been faking.

Once Queenie disappeared toward the emergency room, Ivan finally turned his gaze in the direction Elodie had gone.

For a moment, he wondered:

Did Elodie see what just happened?

Would her eyes be red with anger again?

scowled, tossed the cigarette aside, and strode off toward the

car and was about to get in when

up and saw Ivan, frowning

wasn't a hint of

not even say

together. She honestly hadn't expected Ivan to follow her. "It's dark-I didn't see

ran off like you were being chased? You've

bite in his words;

composure. "Is there something you

noticing her cold indifference, instinctively drew his cigarette away and stubbed it out. "You saw

these little games with him. He'd

it all ridiculous. "You're mistaken. What you do with your girlfriend

how unruffled she was, Ivan's smile turned cold. "That so? When Jarrod was spoiling his mistress, Mrs. Silverstein, I never saw you make a scene

almost as well as her closest family-to twist the

away to get

away his cigarette and suddenly grabbed her shoulder, pulling her back. He grinned, voice low and mocking. "If you won't say goodbye

his gaze. Across the lot, a black Mercedes was just pulling past the security post. Jarrod sat in the driver's seat, with Sylvie beside him. Both

face betrayed nothing, and he quickly looked away, as if Elodie

He's probably