How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 234

Chapter 234

In that moment, Elodie paused to think.

This hotel was owned by The Silverstein Group, managed directly by Mrs. Lucinda Silverstein herself. As the head of the family, Jarrod naturally had some authority here as well.

So, was it Jarrod who had arranged for the flowers to be delivered?

But then again, they were about to finalize their divorce in just a matter of days. Their marriage was coming to an end. Sending flowers on an occasion like this seemed oddly out of place.

"Did you need something?" Elodie asked, standing by the door. Her tone was calm and polite, but she made no move to invite Jarrod in. She didn't even mention the bouquet sitting so prominently inside.

Jarrod looked down at her cool, detached expression, studying her for a moment before finally speaking. "My grandmother called me."

Just that, nothing more.

Elodie instantly understood. Of course. Mrs. Silverstein was probably worried and had called Jarrod to check up on what day it was, or whether the two of them were really together.

"Just tell her whatever you want," Elodie replied evenly.

Jarrod nodded toward the hotel. "She knows we're both staying at the Goldspire.

She wants us to video call her together later."

Elodie considered this for a moment and finally agreed. "Alright."

the agreement; there were certain rules she hardly needed Jarrod

away,

strolling in

noticed the bouquet

skimmed over it without

mention the flowers, nor did he

Jarrod reached the coffee table, Elodie had already swept up her handwritten notes

a word, but her

wishes and waited a short distance

he raised an eyebrow, his tone teasing and ambiguous. “Nothing left

there was a

careless shrug, "Mind if

"Suit yourself," Elodie replied.

important documents were safely stowed away

the time, and seemed lost

help wondering: When was he planning to leave? And when would this video

up from his phone and noticed how tired she looked. "Have

VistaLink Technologies working you to the bone?" Elodie zipped her suitcase

picked up on her indifference, but didn't seem to mind. He smirked and

Elodie checked the clock.

little over twenty minutes

both ends these past few days, and tonight she was more spent than ever. "When it's time, knock on the door. I'll come out. Until then, make yourself at

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