How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 176

Chapter 176

Jarrod looked up, his eyes cold and unreadable.

In that instant, a sharp realization flashed through Elodie's mind.

Selma was here at the hospital too-right in the organ transplant registration area.

And now Sylvie and her family had shown up...

Sylvie shot Elodie a quick glance before heading to the registration desk. Elodie could clearly hear the staff explaining the queue and estimated wait times.

It was true-her uncle's spot had been taken!

Selma had stolen his place in line!

Elodie's chest tightened with anger.

Without hesitation, she spun on her heel and strode toward them.

"Jarrod, that spot was meant for my uncle," she said, struggling to keep her voice steady, eyes fixed intensely on him.

Jarrod lowered his gaze to hers, his expression barely shifting.

Before he could reply, Sylvie interjected, pressing her lips together. "This is a hospital, not a grocery store. You can't just claim something as yours because you want it. We follow hospital procedures here."

"Procedures?" Elodie shot her a frosty look, no longer hiding her fury. "Your mother's only been admitted a few days, and now she's ahead of my uncle on the list? If it weren't for Jarrod, would you even dare speak to me like this?"

hardened, her brows

did Elodie think she was, talking to

gaze flicked to the

Cirrhosis.

cirrhosis, brought on by

even life-threatening-not

uncle, who was in

dramatics won't solve anything," Sylvie said, raising her

the hospital's system now lists my mother ahead

ice, her eyes devoid

to "sort

Smack!

sharply through the

completely unprepared, reached up to her stinging cheek,

dare lay a hand on

face changed. He strode forward and caught Sylvie as she stumbled

the golden girl, had never suffered

dark and cold as he looked at Elodie, shock flickering briefly

people stared, whispering to each

face flushed with outrage. She glared at Jarrod,

I allowed

felt like things were about to spiral out of

real-she'd

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