How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 306

Now that he was gone, she could finally relax a little.

She set her towel down on the chair and slipped into the water, letting herself enjoy a rare moment of peace.

The warmth surrounded her, soothing some of the aches and discomfort she'd been carrying.

She'd barely been in the water a few seconds when voices drifted in from outside. "Jarrod? Is someone in there? Why'd you come out?" That was Sylvie.

Jarrod's voice was calm and even. "No one's here. Let's go."

Sylvie said something else, but their voices faded as the two of them walked away down the corridor.

Elodie rested her chin on the edge of the hot spring, glancing at the door before letting her eyes drift shut.

So Jarrod and Sylvie had planned to meet here. If she hadn't decided on a whim to come down for a soak tonight, the two of them might've ended up having a lovely little date.

She lingered on that thought for a moment, then let it go.

Her mind drifted, her fingers absently tracing the faint scar across her lower stomach.

nasty incident—a targeted attack before he was taken away. After everything that happened, she'd spent more than two weeks in

injuries, getting pregnant had become a

the silence stretch out as she floated in the warmth. The next morning, after she'd packed up her things, Esmeralda stopped by to call her down to

reached the restaurant, Alexander looked up from his phone. "Jarrod and Sylvie

the words slide in one ear and out the other, ordering a flat white from the server

was surprisingly good,

breakfast, while they waited for the car to

assumed he'd have left with Jarrod

had no choice but to

nodded. "Had a few things to handle just now. Since we ran into each

and Esmeralda offered no opinion, so Alexander just shrugged. "Sure,

Alexander. "Mr. Sterling, you should come up here more often. Just let

hard it was to book this particular

I'd feel bad

"No need to be so formal. It's nothing, really. I'd be honored to count

Alexander raise his eyebrows and glance at

and VistaLink these days, not to mention how tight-knit their social circle was, he'd

said nothing, and Alexander responded with a diplomatic smile.

at his watch, then commented almost offhandedly, "I