How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 262

Chapter 262

Joseph was a little surprised, too.

After all, Elodie had already asked him last night which hospital Jarrod was in.

He'd instinctively assumed she was worried, maybe wanted to visit-perhaps out of lingering affection or gratitude, she'd come to see him or help out.

But she hadn't shown up at all.

Now it was Maurice's turn to be surprised.

"Don't you think she's been acting really strange lately?"

Something seemed to click for him, and he slapped his hand on the table. "Wait,

is it possible Elodie's got something going on with Alexander?"

Could she have decided that if Jarrod wasn't attainable, she'd settle for Alexander, who was always around? After all, the divorce was official now.

Anything was possible.

Alexander had even worn matching scarves

frown creased

was the type to jump from one relationship to another so quickly. She wouldn't just throw herself into something new right after a divorce. Besides, that

even, almost cold. He shot

saw things from Jarrod's perspective. He pulled out his phone. "I just think, with you being this badly hurt and her not

even bother to respond. He lowered his gaze and returned to

Elodie woke up early.

decided to take a stroll in the park

in such a good mood that she made herself breakfast—a rare luxury these days, since work had kept

pot of porridge, tossed together a light salad, and fried a perfect

felt good to reclaim a bit

through breakfast when her

years, she'd memorized every detail about Jarrod's life-she even recognized his friends' numbers. Sometimes they'd

the

was calling

it

her expression unreadable, then pressed decline. She finished her breakfast

from Joseph which hospital and which room Jarrod was in. The reason she hadn't gone right away was simple: They didn't need her hovering or fussing over him yesterday. There was no

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