How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 308

Elias Warwick needed just two seconds to size up Elodie when he saw her.

He gave a curt nod.

Elodie had already swung the car door open in a flash.

Elias slipped into the passenger seat with practiced efficiency, the kind of smooth, agile movement that belonged to someone well-trained.

Elodie clocked it, but she wasn't all that surprised. She glanced at the rearview mirror, shifted gears, and floored the gas.

She knew this hospital and the surrounding streets like the back of her hand. After countless trips here over the past two years, she could navigate these roads in her sleep. With a quick spin of the wheel, she sped off.

Elias couldn't help turning his head, watching her at the wheel.

Her complexion was pale and refined, her face a mask of calm, betraying not the slightest emotion-not even with a car tailing them, intent on giving chase.

She kept her focus on the traffic ahead, blending in with the flow and easily losing the car behind.

A hard tap on the accelerator, and Elodie had them pulling into the nearest shopping district, where crowds and traffic packed the streets.

"Trouble," Elias murmured, checking the rearview before finally looking over at Elodie.

She shrugged, unbothered, and shot him a question, "What was that all about back there?"

The car that had chased Elias had meant business—its aggression was enough to make anyone's skin crawl.

revealing nothing. "Let's just

Elodie could tell he

She didn't press.

Elias

seemed like the quiet, gentle type, and yet she hadn't shown a

am," Elodie replied

arched a brow, barely perceptible. "Then why help

her voice steady and clear. "It's not out of the goodness

I'd like to ask if you, Mr. Warwick, could spare some time to help my uncle with

direct, not bothering with

Elias hadn't expected that.

moment, then let out a

beat, he guessed her motive. "You wanted to ask

we met,

Elodie didn't deny it.

why

Otherwise, she

pushed the door open and stepped out. Regarding her straightforward request, he looked at Elodie's composed face and answered, just as straightforward, "Of course. No

exchange told

hadn't rushed it. Now, she'd done him a good turn, and it made perfect sense to return the favor-no awkwardness,

a wave of

a treatment plan could have huge consequences for a patient.

she asked quietly, "Will you be alright getting