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, "About

way." This was what she truly cared about. Now that he'd agreed to the divorce, there was

eyes start to burn, but she refused to look

Stubborn as ever.

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

time, Elodie was genuinely

spot back to her? Sylvie's attitude made it clear she'd never

to explain. He simply turned, unconcerned, and

She couldn't read him. But

of it was

forcefully, then let out a bitter little

she should 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 let

when Elodie checked in with the hospital, they told her the donor queue spot for her uncle had been

She was genuinely stunned.

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