How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 178

These days, he was busy looking after his future mother-in-law-Elodie doubted he'd even bother to reply if he saw her messages.

But the appointment at city hall was already set, and the Thorne family ring still hadn't been returned. Once the marriage certificate was signed, getting the heirloom back would only become more difficult.

She was done getting tangled up with Jarrod.

If he refused to give it back...

She'd take him to court.

Elodie reached out to Esmeralda, asking her to help find a good lawyer. She planned to bring the attorney with her to city hall on Monday. If they could settle things amicably, all the better. If not-see you in court.

She was determined to end this marriage-and keep the Thorne family heirloom.

When Esmeralda found out the city hall appointment was finally happening, she couldn't help but quip, "Getting divorced the day after Valentine's Day? That's a new one. You're really breaking records here!"

Elodie said nothing.

She hadn't shared the details with Esmeralda. With Esmeralda's fiery personality, the last thing Elodie needed was her friend on a rampage.

Esmeralda, in high spirits, suggested, "You finally made it through! Tonight, dinner's on me-let's celebrate!"

For once, Elodie felt herself relax. "Sure."

Sunday.

housekeeper at the marital home,

said it was yours. I peeked inside there are lots of unopened men's clothes and such. Should I wash them, or will you come

She hadn't expected this. "What kind

Silverstein-been sitting in his office all this time. His assistant said Mr. Silverstein thought they were taking up space, so he sent them back for you

mind cleared. She remembered asking Keith to deliver things to Jarrod before. No wonder she'd never seen him use

it wasn't her

them out," Elodie

iron Jarrod's shirts herself; Cara was so used to it, she still called her

they're all brand new! And

her off gently, "you don't have to ask me about

She hung up.

open the curtains, she felt lighter, as

early, gathering everything she'd need: her ID, documents, and all the

had set the appointment for nine. Her apartment was more than ten kilometers from city hall, and

her bag

by the time she arrived at city hall, it was barely

people wait—she

she

number and waited

Time dragged on.

Nine o'clock approached.