How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 166

Chapter 166

Jarrod was a cautious man. If the divorce paperwork wasn't finalized, he'd never let the news slip-

Because Jarrod simply wouldn't allow Sylvie to leave anyone with ammunition against her before she was securely in her new role.

When you truly love someone, you think of everything for them.

Ivan regarded him with a sly, teasing grin. "Mr. Silverstein, when the time comes, you'd better invite me to your wedding."

Jarrod's gaze lifted, but his expression barely changed.

Maurice chuckled, making sure the banter didn't die. "Absolutely. Wouldn't miss it for the world."

Elodie stood up.

She didn't want to watch this picture-perfect camaraderie any longer.

Esmeralda rose to follow her.

Elodie checked her watch; the dinner had about half an hour left.

That was all the time she had left to find Fergus.

"Esme, I'll check with the guest list at the front desk. Could you look around the other side of the hall?"

"Sure thing," Esmeralda replied.

politely asking if they could tell her whether a guest named Fergus was

the guest list was

they were in a difficult

and his word

She hesitated.

her uncle's illness loomed over her, urgent and pressing. In the end, she made her way

you meet me by

He didn't reply.

she went to

radiation treatment. She'd thrown up twice, her immune system was shot, and she had a chill

She didn't wait long.

one hand in his pocket, a cigarette perched between his

hiding her figure. But tonight, she was

The fabric hugged her curves,

alluring now than

He knew exactly why.

last few years being cherished-perhaps even

storm flashing in his eyes before he

He was smiling, but she could sense his mood was anything but

shawl tighter around her shoulders. "Could you give me the guest list for tonight's dinner? I need

smoke. "Is that all you want to talk

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