How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 272

Sensing someone's gaze, Elodie glanced over in that direction.

She was completely unprepared to meet Jarrod's eyes.

But just as quickly as their gazes met, Jarrod coolly looked away, his expression detached, as if he couldn't care less.

They were near the Global Trade Plaza-running into Jarrod and Sylvie here wasn't all that surprising.

At that moment, Sylvie slipped her arm through Jarrod's uninjured one, leaning close in a show of affection. The two of them had clearly been laughing and chatting just moments before, looking every bit the happy couple.

It hadn't even been four hours since Elodie and Jarrod finalized their divorce papers.

Yet Jarrod and Sylvie already seemed closer than ever.

Elodie pretended not to know them. She gently pulled her arm from Elias's grasp and turned to him with a polite smile. “It's fine, really. I've already been."

Only then did Elias frown slightly.

Something about Elodie's demeanor unsettled him. She didn't seem like someone dealing with a simple headache or a cold.

Sylvie had also noticed

bother acknowledging Elodie-she hardly considered her worth the attention. But

narrowed her eyes at Elias, standing at Elodie's

Had they arranged to meet, or was this just

she knew, the two barely knew each other-certainly not well enough

how Elias had just supported Elodie's arm, their interaction

Sylvie's lips tightened.

more forward than she'd

Elodie just didn't think

masked her feelings, but a faint, mocking smile tugged at her lips. She mused aloud, as if idly curious, "When did they get close enough

at his watch

interest at all. "It

tilted her head, studying his elegantly indifferent

help

person she mentioned, he always answered her. He responded to everything she

get that kind of attention from

into one of the

of them noticed the car pulling up outside the café across the

to open the door for