How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 200

The faint, aggressive scent of cedar clung to the man.

Elodie instinctively frowned, glancing down at Jarrod's hand wrapped around her wrist.

She was just about to insist she could take care of it herself.

But Jarrod, sensing her reaction, brushed it off with a cool, "Keep your eyes on the ball, not on me."

Elodie simply lowered her gaze, letting Jarrod guide her hand. With a swift, steady swing, he sent the ball sailing-

-straight into the hole with impressive precision.

Elodie quickly pulled away from his reach, her expression frosty as she turned on her heel and walked back.

Jarrod watched her retreat, picking up immediately on her aloofness.

Maurice, meanwhile, was the first to notice Jarrod helping Elodie with her swing. He clicked his tongue in surprise and shot Sylvie a look.

Sylvie, composed as ever, examined the ball's position before commenting without a flicker of emotion, "Well, Jarrod, you lost. Maurice and I scored more." Jarrod slipped his hand casually into his pocket, unruffled. "Fine. I concede." Maurice gave him a sly, knowing smile. "You only lost because you were held back..... And honestly, you could beat both of us with your eyes closed. You obviously let Sylvie win just to keep her happy."

Sylvie arched an eyebrow and gave Jarrod a silent, amused smile.

then turned to Elodie and sighed, "Looks like

tone carried a

talking about golf. But the implication

No need

nodded in

sparring

too well that if she took offense, they'd just accuse her of being

she didn't care

screen: *Almost there*. She relaxed

you take lessons?" Mr. Patrick asked from across the green, genuine curiosity

a pleasant smile, glancing at

Elodie's hand paused mid-sip.

couldn't help but recall the way Jarrod had just

frown creased her brow. The memory left

that moment,

straight to Elodie's side and murmured quietly, "Not looking good. This is a

already figured as

at a golf club and, conveniently, Jarrod and the

could

was a nightmare," Alexander said, his face all easy smiles as he