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 don't

throat. "Jarrod, I just hope you're not the kind of man who forgets what he owes. Elodie is gentle-

just barely. "You care about her so much. I

it was something they'd

in pain?” she asked at last, her

careless

Elodie? Where did she go?" His grandmother assumed Elodie had just stepped

to get

satisfied the old woman for now. She realized she didn't understand their marriage as well as

him for over half an hour, she finally let Jarrod

she'd gone, Jarrod's calm expression faded. He frowned, glancing at his right arm. The anesthesia had worn off, and a deep, persistent pain now

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