How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 183

Elodie glanced at Alexander's phone screen.

Maurice had posted a story-nine pictures from a club party, all champagne and laughter, everyone looking like they didn't have a care in the world.

The last photo caught her eye. In the corner, Jarrod lounged in a chair, Sylvie right beside him. She was turned toward him, saying something with a soft smile playing at her lips. Jarrod looked back at her, their eyes meeting in a quiet, private moment.

The scene was almost picture-perfect.

Anyone would think there was something going on between them.

Maurice's caption stood out in bold letters: "Champagne for good times! Tonight,

Mr. Silverstein picks up the tab!"

Elodie's expression didn't flicker.

Esmeralda, on the other hand, slapped the table hard. "What the hell? They're out celebrating?"

It was like they were wearing their post-divorce celebration on their sleeves. Jarrod throwing a party the very night their divorce was finalized? Unbelievable.

"Jarrod and Sylvie are getting pretty cozy," Alexander muttered, his brows knitting together before letting out a cold, short laugh. "What, do they need a coronation now that she's official?"

it low-key. I'm not saying he should be heartbroken, but does he really have to rub it in Elodie's face like this? No shame at all!" Esmeralda's cheeks

could swallow

this way because Elodie

thought this, Esmeralda turned to

Elodie was completely composed. She barely glanced at the phone before moving her eyes away, calm and detached, as if none of

her fork down. "It's got nothing

still indignant. "It's

no reason to keep up appearances for them. Why let Sylvie keep her good-girl image? If you called her out for

paused, then shook

Jarrod's already anticipated," she said quietly. "He made me sign a confidentiality agreement—I can't tell anyone

That agreement.

was Jarrod's insurance

matter what they did, all

honestly, it didn't matter to her

sign anything, she wouldn't waste her time on

were precious-she only spent them on what

Everyone else...

were just

and Alexander stared at her

them had expected

speechless for a moment, then finally spat out, "That