How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 263

It really wasn't Jarrod's idea-

Elodie didn't look at him again; instead, she slipped quietly into the hospital room.

She understood what Keith meant. She, the former wife, now had to make way for Sylvie, sneaking around as if she were having an affair, trying to avoid certain people.

She stepped inside.

Jarrod glanced up from his laptop, unsurprised to see Elodie at the door.

It was just past nine.

She walked over and set the breakfast she'd just picked up beside him. "I got this downstairs. Have you eaten?"

Jarrod glanced at the food.

He'd never actually eaten this kind of cheap, pre-packaged breakfast from a convenience store before.

And Elodie knew his habits well.

He usually ate around seven-thirty.

She knew that, which made this gesture purely ceremonial.

Jarrod's dark eyes lingered on her face, then flicked to the breakfast. His voice was measured, unhurried. "You put some thought into this."

Elodie pretended not to hear the subtle mockery in his tone.

bandages were tightly wrapped; she could barely make out what was beneath. It

bruises and scrapes on his right hand were clear

was the first time she'd seen him sick or hurt—and it was because of

It was just that everything felt so

the

week in the hospital, then more observation," Jarrod replied, his deep voice calm and

nothing had happened between them. The life-or-death moment

of them were

knew Jarrod's injuries weren't minor. If she'd suffered what he had,

said quietly, "Thank

meant to save her, she

as to ignore that, or to withhold

his laptop, his expression unreadable. "They

"Yeah. I'm all right."

"That's good."

He nodded slowly.

air between them was deceptively calm, but something was slowly, inevitably freezing

in the eyes. "So, should we set a

was the real reason

Jarrod had spared

a clear origin-and it

lump

deep and impenetrable. "You're

kept her tone matter-of- fact. "It's just your hand that's injured, right? Your legs are

time, Jarrod gave a small, humorless smile. "Cold as