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

the time-almost noon. She had a meeting with Joseph

on adrenaline

a familiar black Rolls-Royce pulled out from the city hall parking lot

Elodie's brow furrowed.

recognized the car-it was

the Maybach she'd seen earlier in the shopping

answer clicked into

to city hall with Jarrod after all. It seemed the two

taking

end, the details didn't matter

her

temples and

sent a message in the private group chat with Esmeralda

Across the street-

Elodie and spoke up without thinking. "Ma'am Ms.

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

up at the driver's words, his expression unreadable. He seemed unfazed

turned the car

a few blocks

Jarrod stepped out and saw a message from

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