How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 547

As he approached, his lashes lowered and he cast a sidelong glance at her.

In that instant, as Jarrod drew closer, Elodie unconsciously shrank back a step, as if rejecting his presence. An unguarded look of distaste flickered across her eyes.

Jarrod didn't miss the way she looked at him.

For a split second, he paused mid-stride, his deep gaze resting on her face for a long moment. It felt as though an invisible wall had risen between them.

He watched her in silence for a few seconds, choosing not to dwell on her reaction. Instead, his eyes dropped to the small, red rash on her wrist, lingering there briefly.

His tone stayed even. "Remember to put some ointment on that when you get back. Be more careful next time."

He didn't say anything more, simply stepped past her and disappeared inside.

Elodie lifted a hand to rub her brow, then finally turned and headed back the way she'd come.

Halfway down the hall, Jarrod ran into Sylvie.

Sylvie's lips curved instantly into a bright smile as she walked toward him. "Jarrod, would you like to come over for dinner tonight?"

He glanced in the direction she'd come from, shaking his head. "Can't. I've got work to finish at the office."

Sylvie looked a little disappointed but understood well enough how busy Jarrod always was.

his gaze for a moment before speaking. "Thank you for taking care of

slightly. He turned to look at her, expression unreadable. "You drank

But when I woke up, my clothes had been changed for fresh ones. Jarrod, you're really thoughtful..." Sylvie seemed in high spirits. Last night,

look, noticing a faint mark on her

his phone to text Andrea,

skipped; she couldn't quite figure out Jarrod's

she chided herself. What was she overthinking for? At this point,

right now, there was something else that

said, her voice slow and

making the

enough-Elodie would have seen it

know: Elodie was now aware that she

the pretense of being husband and wife anymore. The last shred of decency between them was gone, perhaps it was best to just go

when he heard her words, Jarrod's long stride faltered and he stopped in his tracks.

Sylvie, his

say anything more, just

momentarily surprised. Jarrod's reaction wasn't quite what she'd

Esmeralda finally came down, she was yawning so hard her eyes watered. The ship

among the first to disembark. Alexander was waiting

nowhere to be seen. Elodie sent her a quick message, then

the car, Alexander glanced back at them. "So, did you two

slumped in her seat,