How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 264

Chapter 264

Jarrod just watched Elodie in silence, saying nothing more.

His eyes, dark and unreadable, betrayed not the faintest hint of emotion.

There was a chill to him-aloof, almost indifferent.

Elodie had made her point clear and had no intention of lingering. She turned and headed straight for the door.

Passing by Sylvie, she didn't even blink, her gaze fixed forward as she walked right past her without a glance.

Sylvie couldn't help but frown.

She had no idea what Elodie was doing here.

But as she quickly gathered her thoughts, she guessed... Was it because Jarrod had, by some twist of fate, saved Elodie back at the Warwick estate? Had that given Elodie some misguided hope some illusion that there was a chance left to cling to or something that could still be salvaged?

Sylvie found Elodie's self-importance insufferable.

Especially women like her.

Women who kept an ambiguous relationship with Alexander, weighing her options, and now-what? Decided Jarrod was the better bet?

Still, Sylvie kept her thoughts to herself.

bother asking Elodie why she'd come—it would

she walked over to the bed, assuming she had every right to do as she

poured Jarrod a glass of water. "Here, Jarrod. Have

straight ahead,

mind to the lonely breakfast

a brow, her expression unchanged. This was exactly what she'd

Of course.

known it

was nothing but an ugly

spent with him not add up to what Sylvie had in just a

was something

had the day

with Alexander to discuss the accident at the Warwick estate

itself was one issue,

nearly an hour, dissecting technical aspects and

at the clock-almost

about making

got up, her phone

the screen. It

caller ID for a few

"Hi, Grandma."

"Sweetheart, are you alright?

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