How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

Elodie met Jarrod's gaze.

His dark eyes were indifferent, waiting for her final answer.

She wasn't surprised by his attitude. After all, her actions today had thoroughly crossed a line he'd drawn in the sand.

Two months ago, they'd signed the divorce papers. Only now, finally, did he give her an actual time to go through with it. Of course, he was doing this for Sylvie— wanting a clean break, quick and decisive. No more dragging things out and wasting each other's time.

"Alright," Elodie nodded. "That works."

They should have done this long ago. Once they set foot in city hall, everything would be settled for good.

But today was Saturday. City hall was closed. If it weren't, Jarrod would probably have insisted on dealing with it right away.

Noticing how calm she seemed, Jarrod let out a brief, almost mocking laugh. "Fine. Just don't be late."

paused, then added,

that up," Elodie interrupted, her voice steady. "You have plenty of connections, Mr. Silverstein. I'm sure you can figure out another way." This was what

to burn, but she refused to

Stubborn as ever.

at her for a long moment before he finally spoke. "Fine. The donor spot is yours. You don't have to worry

time, Elodie was

spot back to her? Sylvie's attitude

He simply turned, unconcerned, and

couldn't read him. But with the time set for city hall, nothing else really mattered to her

of it was important

exhaled forcefully, then let out a bitter little

to Sylvie—for making things so clear-cut. Jarrod doted on Sylvie far too much. One slap, and he'd decided he couldn't let Elodie use the title of 'Mrs.

for her uncle had been restored-he could proceed with surgery paperwork by the end of the

She was genuinely stunned.

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