How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 269

Chapter 269

He glanced down at his right arm. The pain was relentless, burrowing deep through nerves and bone, radiating out to every limb, impossible to ignore and intensely aggravating.

Albin frowned in concern. "What's wrong?"

Wasn't it better to end things on a good note? Why not walk her out?

Jarrod finally looked up. His refined, handsome features betrayed nothing. With long strides, he headed toward the door, his voice cool and distant.

"No reason to ruin her good mood."

Albin was caught off guard, puzzlement flickering in his eyes. In the end, he simply shook his head, letting it go.

At the bus stop, Elodie pulled out her old SIM card.

She slid a brand new one into her phone.

She stared at the old card for a moment.

She'd had this number for over a decade.

There was a pang of reluctance.

But she was ready to start over.

the old card in

checked the time-almost noon. She had a meeting with Joseph at two,

adrenaline ever since

she lifted her head to call a cab, a familiar black Rolls-Royce pulled out from the city hall parking

Elodie's brow furrowed.

the car-it

the Maybach she'd seen

answer clicked into

with Jarrod after all. It seemed

each taking

the end, the details didn't

then, her

massaged her aching temples and slid

a message in the private group chat with Esmeralda and Alexander: [Picked up the

Across the street-

driver caught sight of Elodie and spoke up without thinking.

the back seat, Jarrod was turning the newly issued document over in his palm,

his expression unreadable. He seemed unfazed and directed his gaze away, voice

driver immediately turned

only a few blocks

stepped out

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