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.

decisive snap, Elodie broke the old card in half and tossed it into

meeting with Joseph at two,

on adrenaline ever since leaving

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

Elodie's brow furrowed.

recognized the

who was driving the Maybach she'd seen earlier in

clicked into

hadn't come to city hall with Jarrod after all.

each taking their

in the end, the details didn't

then, her ride

massaged her aching temples and

chat with Esmeralda and Alexander:

Across the street-

the driver caught sight of Elodie and spoke

seat, Jarrod was turning the newly

at the driver's words, his expression unreadable. He seemed unfazed and directed his gaze away, voice even: "Head to

immediately turned the car

only a few blocks

out and saw a

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