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,

"You have plenty 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 the divorce, there was no reason for

thought stung. Elodie felt her eyes start to burn, but she

Stubborn as ever.

stared back at her for a long moment before he finally spoke. "Fine.

time, Elodie was

Jarrod was still giving the spot back

Jarrod didn't bother to explain. He simply turned, unconcerned, and

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

it was important

let out a bitter

be grateful to Sylvie—for making things so clear-cut. Jarrod doted on Sylvie far too much. One slap, and he'd decided he couldn't

checked in with the hospital, they told her the donor queue spot for her uncle had been restored-he could proceed with

She was genuinely stunned.

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