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?

on the desk. "I don't think so." Well, except... that trip to city

almost thirty, Jarrod. When are you going to

after marrying Elodie, he'd grown indifferent to

years without having a baby? Now

didn't mention the divorce. He replied, unhurried, "No plans for

scolded. "No wonder Elodie always avoids the topic. Turns

a husband isn't willing,

Jarrod said nothing.

responsibility, Jarrod. Don't try to wriggle out of it. Bring Elodie home for a few days soon.

before he

at the

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said he'd get back to

Still no definite timeline.

if he knew

no

to keep her in the dark, there was

brow furrowed, but she decided not

sold before he noticed, it wouldn't be

dinner meeting for a project-time to discuss the