How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 260

Chapter 260

Jarrod lounged against the plush pillows, looking thoroughly unruffled despite the stern, angry glare from his grandmother. His voice was calm, almost detached. "Grandma, your blood pressure's already high. Maybe you should take a breath and calm down."

She frowned immediately, cutting him off. "Don't change the subject. I want a straight answer from you."

Her lips trembled, as if even saying it out loud was difficult. "That Miss Fielding... is there something going on between you two?"

Jarrod lifted his gaze, his face a little pale—probably from blood loss. Even his lips had lost their usual color. But he made no effort to explain, just watched her quietly.

The old woman suddenly felt dizzy, her head swimming for a moment. She paced twice, then drew in a deep breath. "I don't care if there's anything between you and her. If Elodie's bothered by Miss Fielding's presence and you won't deal with it, I will."

Only then did Jarrod speak, unhurried and measured. "Elodie's not bothered by it."

His grandmother stared, at a loss for words.

knew her temper well. He sighed, pushing himself a little more upright. "Grandma, this is between us. You

you're not the kind of man who forgets what he owes. Elodie is gentle- anyone else might take

care about her so much. I wouldn't

that in the end, whatever came between them, it was something they'd have to

pain?” she asked

gave a careless

grandmother assumed Elodie had just stepped out for a moment and would be

get

realized she didn't understand their marriage as well as she thought. She wanted to

an hour, she finally let Jarrod

right arm. The anesthesia had worn off, and a deep, persistent pain now throbbed through his arm and hand, where the skin felt raw and

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