How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 545

"It's fine, just sit over there," Elodie said, gesturing to the far side of the room.

Without sparing Jarrod another glance, she turned and made her way to a seat by the window. Still, she couldn't shake the uneasy feeling swirling in her mind.

She sat down.

Jarrod didn't move or say a word.

Her suspicions only grew, but Elodie's face remained perfectly composed.

Even if it was Jarrod, so what? After three years of marriage, what difference would it make—one more time or one less? Nothing would change. She was never the kind of woman to tie herself up in rules or emotional shackles.

"Are you cold? Do you want a jacket?" Watts glanced at her thin cardigan and, noting the chill in the sea air, pointed to his own coat. "If you don't mind, you can wear mine."

"No, I'm fine," Elodie replied, giving Watts a puzzled look.

Her suspicions were confirmed.

Watts really did seem to be looking out for her, going above and beyond.

It was... odd.

But Watts didn't push. He just let her be.

Elodie's stomach was unsettled; she barely touched her food, choosing instead to sip a cup of warm honey water.

Halfway through, Watts excused himself to take a phone call.

phone and messaged Esmeralda, telling

someone

warmly at Elodie, her

did you

question sounded awfully

asked her the same

time did you all finish up

after three, I guess. I couldn't

conversation back. "Actually, after you left yesterday, Watts was really worried about you said you didn't seem like yourself. So I told him your room number, and he went straight

so slightly

was not

guess was

kept her voice and

sly smile on her lips. "Yeah. He was genuinely worried something was wrong. After I told him where you were, he went up. So... did anything

them on his way to the

was clear as day-she was talking about,

for a split second. His gaze flickered to Patricia, then landed on Elodie, his eyes

faint tension settled over

at him, her lips quirking in a half-smile, a glint of mischief

Then-

"Jarrod?"

over, shooting a withering look at Elodie, barely

seemed to be hovering near

contact, turned, and strode away without a

anything at all,

raise an