How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 181

Unlike Maurice, who looked utterly stunned, Jarrod's expression was unreadable. His gaze was dark and thoughtful as he studied Elodie.

Elodie had already set down her pen.

No wonder Jarrod had insisted on a new divorce agreement-he wanted to seize control of the negotiations and keep her in check from the very start.

But honestly, she couldn't bring herself to care anymore.

As long as she could get this over with, she'd agree to anything.

She slid the paperwork back across the table.

"So, can we file now?"

Jarrod glanced down at the place where she'd signed. When he finally looked up, his eyes were flat and emotionless. "We can."

Apparently, it was rare for people to hash out the terms right here at city hall.

After they'd followed the necessary steps, the clerk looked up at them. "Do you have any children together?"

Elodie's throat tightened. She finally managed, "No."

Jarrod didn't even flinch.

Maurice, however, gave a little shrug and pursed his lips.

that would've required Jarrod actually wanting

thirty-day waiting period before the divorce is finalized. During that time, if either of you changes your mind, you can withdraw the application. Please think

already knew how

at least another thirty days before she could walk away

That was fine.

wait thirty

nothing to reconsider," Elodie

sideways

complete, Baxter checked his watch. "Ms. Thorne, if

"Thank you for your

Albin for

city hall, Elodie pulled her coat tighter and started down

had left a thin layer of

hand reached out from behind,

of his palm surprised her, and for a surreal

thought

to look

steady, he glanced at their hands, then slowly let go. "I'll have someone drive you. No need to call a

her tone polite but cold. "That's not

there's no need to pretend you're made of stone. It's freezing out.

her lips together,

for

Elodie opened the