How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Grandma didn't catch any hint of emotion in Elodie's voice; she sounded as calm as ever.

With her usual concern, Grandma asked, "I was hoping you and Jarrod would come home for a while. Is the new place all settled in? Do you need me to arrange someone to come help out?"

Jarrod owned more than a few properties, and they always just picked whichever suited them at the moment. If needed, Grandma could easily send someone over to help tidy things up.

But with both of them so busy, it was no surprise the kitchen rarely saw any real

use.

Elodie answered gently, "No need, Grandma. We've got everything under control."

"That's good, then," Grandma replied, but she couldn't help asking, "But why the sudden urge to completely remodel the place?"

It wasn't like they weren't living there comfortably before. Besides, it had only been three years since the last renovation.

She remembered clearly how much effort Elodie had put into that house back then.

just wanted to clear out the things I never really liked from before. It's time for a

the

those three years-three years that never truly felt

she'd never really

Jarrod. The idea cheered her up instantly. “That's the spirit. You two do what you need, but make sure you come home for dinner when you get the chance. And

know, Grandma. Please take care of yourself too,"

hanging up, she sat quietly, staring at the date she'd circled

the person she used

Sometimes she'd visit half a dozen stores just to find something that truly felt

growing up with the Harcourt family, where even her own father made her feel like a guest in someone else's

child that made her so

been smothered by a silence so sharp it almost

her

more days, and the waiting

over.

didn't dwell on it. She quickly turned to her computer, focusing on the

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