How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

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.

approached the event staff, politely asking if they could tell her whether a guest named Fergus was in attendance tonight.

the guest list

they were in a difficult

in-law, and his word carried weight. If she could get the guest list from him, it would be

She hesitated.

illness loomed over her, urgent and pressing. In the end, she made her

meet me by the side hall for a

He didn't reply.

she went

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

She didn't wait long.

in his pocket, a cigarette perched between his

hiding her figure. But tonight,

shoulders and neck were exposed, skin pale and delicate. The fabric hugged her curves, accentuating her femininity in a way that was impossible

was far more alluring now

He knew exactly why.

the last few years being

icy storm flashing in

notice his turmoil. He was smiling, but she could

tighter around her shoulders. "Could you give me the guest list for

smoke. "Is that all you want to