How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 271

Elodie hadn't expected Naylor's cousin to be so different from him in temperament —almost polar opposites, really.

And actually...

She remembered that day-the argument with Naylor. Elias had been there. He'd seen the whole thing, and she knew Naylor wouldn't have had anything good to say about her in front of him. It was surprising, then, how calmly Elias spoke to her now, as if none of it had happened.

Neither of them brought up Naylor.

Joseph didn't say much either.

When the waiter arrived with a blueberry tart, Joseph nudged the plate toward Elodie.

He'd seen her a few times now, and it hadn't escaped his notice-she definitely had a sweet tooth.

Elodie didn't notice Joseph's gesture. She was focused on Elias. "My uncle's condition..... The hospital mentioned there might be a new treatment plan that could improve his chances. Mr. Warwick, would you mind taking a look for me?" She pulled out a folder with all her uncle's medical records and handed it over. Elias nodded and spent a few moments reviewing the documents. "That's quite a coincidence," he remarked, glancing up. "I just came back to lead a research team on cancer treatment drugs-at this very hospital, in fact."

Elodie was taken aback by the coincidence and a little hopeful. After all, if someone was invited back to head a research team, they had to be among the best.

Elias scanned the records. "It's complicated. Honestly, a liver transplant is the safest option."

Elodie felt her heart lurch. "Then... Mr. Warwick, do you have time to handle my uncle's procedure?"

Elias as well,

the file back to her. "I'm very sorry. I'm afraid I won't have time in the next couple of months. The research is part of an international collaboration, so my schedule's pretty

hide her

vouched for Elias,

colleague works at this hospital, too. He's a leading specialist in surgical oncology. If you don't mind, I

come today only because he'd promised, squeezing in the meeting despite his schedule. Even if he couldn't operate himself, he'd still make sure to help however

dwell

She thanked him sincerely.

course, she wished Elias could perform the surgery, but it would be unfair to push him further. At least he'd thought of a backup plan

was nothing more she

number, and with that, their meeting drew to

went to

Elias walked to the restaurant

early morning of chemotherapy, then a trip

up all her strength;

gaze lingering on her. He seemed to

"Are you feeling unwell?"

doctor-he could tell she