How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 170

Elodie finally lifted her head.

She hadn't expected that, despite her age, Jarrod's grandmother was surprisingly up-to-date with new trends.

A candlelit dinner was one thing-that she could accept but a Valentine's Day themed hotel suite? The old lady even knew about that.

Elodie was still trying to think of a gentle way to refuse when the man beside her spoke up, his tone casual, "That sort of thing is for young couples. I'm swamped with work, Grandma, no need to go to all that trouble."

He turned her down before Elodie could even open her mouth.

She wasn't surprised. Lowering her eyes, she quietly sipped her soup.

Jarrod always handled these awkward situations himself, sparing her the headache.

The old lady looked genuinely taken aback. "Dates are for after work! I never said you had to take the whole day off. What kind of excuse is that?"

Jarrod arched an eyebrow. "It's not an excuse, Grandma. I really am working." Only now did Elodie glance at him.

Just then, Jarrod's phone buzzed. He picked it up to check the message, and perhaps because Elodie was sitting right next to him, he just glanced at it before turning the screen face-down on the table-clearly not wanting anyone to see.

Elodie didn't care about that little detail.

Jarrod probably wasn't tied up with work.

breathing coming faster as she slapped her hand on the table. "What's

old

about their impending

pressed her lips together, deciding not to add fuel

and reached out to gently rub

old lady finally

she said, a little mollified. "Stay with Elodie and finish eating.

Elodie said nothing more.

finished her

was only going along with this

actually following through with her

lady planned, Jarrod would never

Elodie went to wash

came back, Jarrod was already

Her expression darkened.

given

herself-she wasn't asking him for a

to the old lady and

her apartment, she texted Jarrod

lot to me. I'm willing to pay whatever it costs.