How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 197

Even after a divorce, feelings don't just disappear because you say they do.

Most people just pretend to be strong.

In the end, you might find yourself treasuring Mr. Silverstein's things like precious keepsakes—unable to let go.

Jarrod was just about to stand up when his grandmother called.

He rubbed his forehead and answered, "Calling after lunch, Grandma?"

She snorted. "So you still remember this old woman exists, do you?"

Jarrod loosened his tie and gave a half-smile. "That's not fair. I always check in on you."

"Don't try to sidestep me," she snapped. "You haven't been back to the Silverstein house in ages. Ever since Valentine's Day, you and Elodie have both gone off the grid. Tell me the truth-did you do something to upset her?"

The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she became.

She'd worked so hard to set the mood for them on Valentine's Day-even booked the hotel. Elodie had only left the next morning. By all rights, that should've warmed things up between them.

So why the sudden radio silence?

arched an eyebrow and drummed his fingers on the desk. "I don't think so." Well, except... that trip to city

"You're almost thirty, Jarrod. When are you going to give me a great-grandchild? I know you used

he'd grown indifferent to

without having a baby? Now it's been another year-four in total. She had to start

He replied, unhurried, "No

"No wonder Elodie always avoids the topic. Turns out

willing, what could Elodie

Jarrod said nothing.

Jarrod. Don't try to wriggle out of it. Bring Elodie home for a

before he could

at the phone,

just leaving VistaLink Technologies when

said he'd get back to her as soon as

Still no definite timeline.

he knew she

she had no way

keep her in the dark, there was

furrowed, but she decided

house sold before he noticed, it wouldn't be

for a project-time to discuss the plans in