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.

and messaged Esmeralda, telling her to come down for

just hit send when someone

but still striking, smiled warmly at Elodie, her gaze subtly

did you sleep last

question sounded

had asked her the

you all finish up last night?" Elodie deflected,

after three,

steer the conversation back. "Actually, after you left yesterday, Watts was really worried about you said you didn't seem

ever so slightly

was not

earlier guess was

Elodie kept her voice and expression steady,

"Yeah. He was genuinely worried something was wrong.

his way

question was clear as day-she was talking about,

gaze flickered to Patricia, then landed on

settled over

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

Then-

"Jarrod?"

waved him over, shooting a withering look at

hated how Elodie always seemed to be hovering near

turned, and strode away without a

said anything at all,

raise an eyebrow.