How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 445

Jarrod's voice wasn't loud, nor was it soft, but somehow every word fell like a gavel, echoing sharply in everyone's ears.

The room went dead silent. Shock fluttered across every face, some more than others.

Sylvie's chest rose and fell as she heard those words. She clenched her fingers so tightly her knuckles whitened, trying desperately to keep her composure from shattering.

She was stunned, eyes fixed on Jarrod's face, searching for any hint of emotion- but he looked as calm as ever.

Jarrod actually admitted to Elodie...

Even Elodie herself was caught completely off guard.

She jerked her head up to stare at the man who'd stood by her side this whole time. Sensing her gaze, he looked down at her and spoke. "I'm sorry, everyone. For various reasons, we never made our relationship public. But we've been married for four years now."

The matriarch's expression softened almost instantly.

She even managed a small, satisfied nod.

But the rest of the crowd reacted very differently. It was as if Jarrod had hurled a boulder into a placid lake-shockwaves rippled out in every direction, chaos erupting where there had been calm.

Maurice put a hand to his forehead. Now, things were truly falling apart.

The situation had completely unraveled.

Joseph felt as if something had clawed at his chest.

So, after all, they'd never intended to get divorced...

the silence was Grady, whose face had turned

finish, but everyone understood what he

wouldn't stop. He stared at Elodie, who had remained composed from beginning to end, as if he'd just been struck over the head. It was almost

was actually Mr. Silverstein's

biting Elodie had once said

hot, making it hard

should ask Ms. Fielding, shouldn't you?" Henrietta cut in sharply, her tone and gaze as piercing as ever. She'd never liked Grady, and made no effort

those words, she tore away the last

room landed on Sylvie. The situation had spun so wildly out of control that she could barely keep her voice steady. Her lips were pale as she spoke, voice hoarse. "I'm sorry, everyone. There's been a misunderstanding. Today was just Jarrod's birthday

Not a proposal-

the

There was no benefit in confronting anyone head-on; the only thing left was to

wanted to shield her, with Henrietta present, there was nothing

been careful-never explicitly calling it a proposal, always leaving herself

everyone else

the facts were now

had spoken, Jarrod had made it

the woman Mr. Silverstein

married! And his wife was none other than Ms. Thorne-the very same Ms. Thorne from

people who seemed to have nothing in

The revelation was explosive.

in the

Ms. Thorne is actually Mr. Silverstein's wife? You'd never

everything? Ms. Fielding is just... what, his

gazed at Sylvie with a look that was