How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 540

Elodie couldn't help but cough as she choked a little.

She tried to stifle it, but the tickle in her throat wouldn't subside.

Patricia's words had been just too... much.

Watts reacted instantly, grabbing a napkin and handing it to her. "Want some water to clear your throat?" he asked, his striking blue eyes fixed on her just as Patricia had teased, "There's always someone looking out for her."

Watching this, Sylvie's face darkened for a split second. Not long ago, Watts had thrown biting sarcasm her way without the slightest courtesy; now, he was being so gentle and attentive with Elodie. Anyone with half a brain could see that Watts

was...

Absolutely taken with her.

Sylvie instinctively glanced at Jarrod, searching his expression.

He was swirling his drink, eyelids lowered, and in the instant Sylvie looked over, he turned his gaze away. With his lashes casting shadows, it was impossible to decipher what he was thinking.

Sylvie hesitated, then exhaled quietly.

So Jarrod didn't care after all.

course! Our Elodie has a charm all her own. Only a fool would be blind enough not to see it. Miss Aldridge, you're absolutely

it all, only felt the atmosphere growing stranger by the

Watts a quick glance,

polite, he still

composed.

an eyebrow. "If you keep being so formal with me, I might actually

or melted

But Elodie was different.

his gaze with clear, unflinching eyes, her confusion

guard by her earnestness,

realized what he was doing and turned away, coughing

shimmered with something unspoken, a tension

eyes and quietly shifted

her lips together, shooting Elodie a sidelong glance before suddenly noticing the other tables. Groups of men and women were laughing, playing drinking games, arms entwined as they shared

couldn't help sneaking another look at

there, cold and distant, his glass swirling in his hand, a faint frown on his brow as if lost

leaned in a little closer.

and her intentions were

to propose a couples' drink,

looked her way, but before he could answer, Patricia's voice cut

you even know your own