Chapter 137

She had noticed some time ago that Elodie wasn't wearing her ring, but hadn't thought much of it then. Now, seeing that Elodie still never wore it, she couldn't help but ask.

Jarrod glanced sideways at the question, his eyes flicking to Elodie's slender, pale hands.

Elodie answered calmly, "It just gets in the way."

The truth was, when she'd mailed Jarrod the divorce papers, she'd included the wedding ring in the envelope. She had no idea what he'd done with it—maybe he'd handed it off to Keith to deal with, for all she knew.

Honestly, ever since their wedding day, she'd been the only one to wear a ring. Jarrod had never once put his on, always presenting himself to the world as a single man.

She'd been performing this one-woman show long enough.

From the old woman's perspective, what harm could a ring possibly cause? She glanced at Jarrod's bare fingers too, and suddenly seemed to understand- Elodie's heart hadn't grown cold overnight.

a sharp look, silently urging him to say something. Even a

he offered the old

clearly with no intention of

again with a

pretended not to notice and ate her dinner

than anyone: if Jarrod had wanted to wear that ring, he wouldn't have gone three years

expected the old woman to leave after dinner, but to her surprise, she settled

he realized she was there, Jarrod tilted the phone screen away from her. Elodie guessed he was probably chatting up Sylvie again, with things he

a long day, her phone was dead-she hadn't had

Jarrod stretched out his legs

looked up, confused.

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