How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 320

Chapter 320

Jarrod's voice was steady, not the slightest hint of emotion betraying him.

Still, every word landed with perfect clarity in Elodie's ears.

For a moment, she was so taken aback she just stood there, frozen.

Out in the hallway, a nurse stared in surprise at the striking, well-dressed man before her. A few of the younger nurses couldn't help but sneak glances his way.

Jarrod lowered his gaze to meet the nurse's eyes. "I need to speak with the doctor who was here yesterday. Do you know what time they'll be in today?"

The ER doctors here worked in shifts, and when things got busy, they were nearly impossible to track down.

He still had no idea what, exactly, was going on with Elodie.

The nurse started to reply, but just then, the door swung open.

Elodie stood in the doorway, pale and visibly irritated. Her expression was cold, almost sharp.

Her gaze locked on Jarrod. He glanced down at her, cool and collected. "Awake? Are you still feeling unwell anywhere?"

He spoke first, his tone calm as ever, eyes sweeping over her in a clinical assessment.

Whatever accusation Elodie had been about to blurt out caught in her throat.

She'd wanted to demand why he'd told everyone he was her "husband."

But then she noticed the phone in Jarrod's hand, the screen still lit up with an active call-labeled "Grandma."

At that moment, he was still on the phone with his grandmother.

Suddenly, it all made sense. He'd said what he did because his grandmother had called for an update, and the nurse had just happened to ask about their relationship.

So that's why he answered that way.

Elodie pressed her lips together, her face still a little pale. "I'm much better now."

On the other end, the elderly woman's concern was obvious, her voice warm and worried.

did her best to reassure her,

Finally, the call ended.

in Elodie's expression vanished. She didn't look at Jarrod, but addressed the nurse instead. "I'm fine now. I'll be checking

almost as an afterthought: "He's not my

she was clarifying for,

and disappeared back into

left speechless, casting a bewildered look

remained utterly calm, betraying nothing,

and followed her into the room. Elodie was sipping

wall, watching her with the kind of mild concern one might show an acquaintance. "Aren't you

gaze lingered on her face. "You still look pretty

glanced up, meeting his

now on, please don't say anything that might

direct, no

A clear boundary.

A reminder.

They were divorced now.

Jarrod called himself her husband. Now that they were no longer together, he'd finally used the

seriousness in her expression that made Jarrod pause, eyes

a long moment, he finally spoke, his tone cool and detached. "Pack your

didn't press the topic

a silent understanding between them; he wouldn't

her back. "That won't be necessary, Mr.

Jarrod didn't argue.

as his footsteps faded

pulled herself together quickly,

got, or how much pain she endured, she always managed to get herself

and paying

far from the hospital entrance, a cigarette

frowned, just the slightest furrow of

out the barely-smoked cigarette and walked over.

Elodie looked away. "Yes."

"Alright."

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