How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 363

Elodie's expression didn't waver. "Understood. You can go now."

Jarrod finally leaned back in his chair, still maintaining his air of effortless elegance.

But he didn't move.

Elodie frowned, glancing at him again. "Is there something else you want to discuss?"

The unspoken question hung between them-Why are you still here?

Jarrod cast her a sidelong glance, then checked his watch. "Since we're already here, there's no point in only going halfway through the motions."

Elodie gave a wry little smile. "You're worried I'll change my mind about what I just agreed to, aren't you?"

Afraid she'd only agreed to placate him, and would back out later?

Jarrod met her gaze, his lips barely moving, his tone light. "Yes. I don't trust you'll follow through."

Elodie was past caring whether he trusted her or not.

She'd long gotten used to Jarrod's nature he rarely changed his mind once it was made up.

She simply looked away, not giving him another glance.

Jarrod, for his part, didn't seem to care about her mood or her reaction. He didn't

find the quiet-now edging into awkward at all uncomfortable.

neither made any effort to

might as well have been two strangers sharing the same waiting

Just like old times.

downstairs, he caught sight of the

steps,

watched Jarrod and

of weariness passed through

of The Silverstein Group. The Silversteins and the Warwick family

close to Jarrod,

was Jarrod doing

only one major surgery scheduled today-Emile's

waiting with Elodie for

flickered across

Jarrod and Elodie

Elias didn't

quietly answering messages on his phone. His face was as expressionless as ever, but the soft tapping of his fingers on the screen broke the uneasy silence, keeping her from getting completely lost in anxious

often, the sound would pull her back to

Latham emerged, looking a little tired, Elodie rushed to him. "How

Thorne. She just needs to

tension drain from her body, slumping against the wall for

"It's no trouble."

faint look of recognition crossing his face, as

hesitated, then stopped to look at Jarrod again.

those deep, calm eyes. "I've been to