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."

added,

of connections, Mr. Silverstein. I'm sure you can figure out another way." This was what she truly cared about. Now that he'd agreed to

felt her eyes start to burn, but she refused

Stubborn as ever.

a long moment before he finally spoke. "Fine. The donor spot is

time, Elodie was

giving the spot back to her? Sylvie's attitude made it clear she'd never have agreed

bother to explain. He simply

Elodie let out a shaky breath. She couldn't read him. But with the time set for city hall, nothing else really mattered to

of it was

exhaled forcefully, then let out a

clear-cut. Jarrod doted on Sylvie far too much. One slap, and he'd decided he couldn't let

her the donor queue spot for her uncle had been restored-he could proceed with surgery paperwork

She was genuinely stunned.

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