How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 115

Two cars pulled up at the gate.

Ivan was the first to step out, and right behind him—

Came the uninvited guests, Malcom and Reba.

Elodie's expression darkened. It was the anniversary of her mother's passing, and she had never wanted Malcom here. Most of her mother's suffering had come at his hands; all these years after her death, he hadn't even bothered to visit her grave once.

So why show up now?

"Elodie, on a day like this, how could you not tell your father?" Malcom strode forward, his brow furrowed in a show of annoyance and helplessness. "I should be here, you know."

Instinctively, Elodie glanced at Ivan.

If it weren't for Ivan, Malcom probably wouldn't have remembered what day it was.

Catching her look, Ivan frowned, as if he wanted to say something.

But Malcom waved a dismissive hand. "Don't blame Ivan. We were once husband and wife-how could I forget a day like this?"

Elodie nearly laughed out loud.

Malcom's hypocrisy made her sick.

today of

the Thorne family wanted

My grandmother and uncle don't want to

her dignity, but her voice was

stared at her, disappointment and reproach all over his face. "What's with that attitude? Do you remember I'm your father at

lips curled in a cold half-smile. "Shall I remind President Harcourt?

of their father-daughter bond had faded three years

no sense of propriety. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be enjoying your cushy life as Mrs. Silverstein.

should be

up with such

Her voice dripped with sarcasm. "You're right. If not for you, I

her and

misunderstood her, and she wouldn't be

father who'd sell out his own daughter's reputation just to turn

wants you here. Don't upset my grandmother. Please, just go." Elodie's

left them no

when her family mourned, the Harcourts had only shown up to make

twisted

Elodie, full of accusation and

his very presence today was a

on airs

Thornes are barely holding it together. We only came out of pity-thought we'd do you the courtesy of showing