How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 206

Chapter 206

Elodie was caught off guard by his words, frozen in place for a split second.

She cast him a cool glance, noticing that beneath Jarrod's laid-back gaze, there was a flash of sharpness-something quietly probing.

"A grown woman, and you still can't take care of yourself?" Jarrod looked at her, the corner of his mouth curling in a faint, ambiguous smile.

The comment was odd-somewhere between concern and mockery, tinged with a subtle hint of derision.

Elodie didn't bother to guess what was going through his mind.

"Don't trouble yourself." She turned to leave, but then suddenly remembered-her old laptop was still sitting in her study, broken and forgotten. She paused, then asked, "I need to grab something from the other room. Is that alright?"

Jarrod was already at the kitchen island, pouring himself a glass of water. "What do you need?"

"My laptop."

He paused, searching his memory, and then seemed to recall.

"I think I threw it out."

Her expression shifted. "That belonged to me."

someone dig it back out for you?" Jarrod's eyes flicked

tell if he was joking

the condescension

he was tossing out her things? Apparently, he couldn't wait a single moment to get

drive-but still, Jarrod's habit of making decisions

from her posture. "Forget it. I'll leave you

me drive you," Jarrod offered,

to look back. "No,

different jacket and was heading her way, hand outstretched for the

ready to

she could speak, his phone

the screen; whatever he read softened his

a half-smile tugging at

hesitated, looked up at Elodie, and then locked

don't want a

in his demeanor, her own

turned and opened the

what was going on

car and drove off

his expression a moment earlier. It

it was, it wasn't her

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