How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 339

She had reached her limit.

And she could be just as sharp when she needed to be.

Jarrod studied her for a long moment. The air between them thickened, tension crackling in the silence.

He noticed the rigid line of her mouth, and finally relented. "Fine," he said, his voice measured. "But you'll need to keep to the agreement as well."

Elodie got her answer.

Without the slightest hesitation, she turned on her heel and walked away.

It did surprise her a little that Jarrod hadn't called her out for telling Selma and

Sylvie to "get lost" just moments ago.

But it didn't matter.

She got what she wanted.

Elodie returned to Emile's hospital room.

what had just transpired-as if the confrontation never

up from his book. "Did you

lightly. "Yeah, I

his head back to his

make sure no one else would come cause trouble. She didn't want to leave any loose ends-Selma's excuse of bringing cake was never out of pure goodwill. Elodie had to send

The next day.

just finished her work when she noticed a familiar

frowned, recognizing

her

still managed to call

a couple of seconds before

and businesslike as ever.

let you know that what

didn't understand why Keith insisted on

she didn't bother arguing. "Got it,"

paused, then asked, "Is there anything you'd like me to pass on

"No," Elodie said.

another word-she simply

wanted her personal information, it was never going to be a problem

herself. Jarrod hadn't gone out of his way to find her number because he wanted to talk to her. This was just his