How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 556

Maurice glanced at Jarrod, noticing that he hardly seemed to care about Sylvie's performance today he hadn't even offered her a single word of comfort.

Maurice found this rather interesting. A flicker of amusement crossed his eyes before he finally spoke. "Well, attitude matters more than anything. It's good you're able to see it that way."

Sylvie felt a heaviness in her chest, but she said nothing more.

Her gaze drifted toward Elodie.

As fate would have it, Elodie and her group had to pass by them on their way out.

The moment they walked past, Jarrod lifted his chin, looking lazily at Elodie. "Congratulations," he said, offering just that single word.

That was enough to make Sylvie freeze, her composure unraveling in an instant as a silent alarm blared in her mind.

Elodie hadn't expected Jarrod to address her. She slowed for a brief moment, glancing at him. He was watching her, his face unreadable, but there was a faint, ambiguous smile in his eyes.

Even Alexander looked surprised, shooting a quick look at Sylvie, whose expression had soured visibly.

Elodie didn't stop, nor did she intend to reply.

of fussing over your ex-wife, maybe you should

Sylvie's face grew even

to find

"Jarrod,

at her. "I'm not done here yet. I need to meet with a few of the judges. You should

composure. “Alright, you take

determined not to let anyone see even a

watched her go, feeling a stab

a few words of comfort? He

his ex-wife, yet

left

the cold. How could anyone compare Elodie and

kept to himself. In a foul mood, he offered

today. Anything you do or say will be magnified in her

an eyebrow. "Is that

be honest, even after more than a decade of friendship, he still

to see him. With his hands clasped behind his back, he remarked, “You still have time

"The past couple of days have been pretty relaxed.