How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 577

The man's features were cool and understated. Sensing her gaze, he lifted his eyes to meet hers. "Would you like some soup?" he asked quietly.

This little display of "public affection" left Elodie's expression unchanged. She simply replied, "No, thank you."

Her eyes drifted out the window, uninterested.

It seemed as though no one at the table gave Sylvie's arrival much thought.

Elodie couldn't read anything from Jarrod's face, either.

After the meal, they didn't linger.

The elderly woman didn't notice anything unusual between Elodie and Jarrod; she fussed over them with a string of reminders before they finally made their way to

the car.

When Octavia stepped outside, she instinctively glanced toward the front door. In the end, she simply frowned and hurried into the car, determined to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Jarrod stepped aside to take a business call.

Only Lucinda paused.

She turned to Elodie. "The past is the past, but I still want to offer you some advice. Since you've chosen to marry Jarrod, whatever your background, you are his wife. You never spoke up about the past, so I hope you won't hold it against us now."

She wondered if Elodie might be resentful.

her status elevated-decided on a whim to make a scene or even divorce Jarrod,

the scandal with Sylvie was all over

now emboldened-fully

know you won't do that. After all, you

Lucinda was certain of that. Even now, with Elodie's newfound confidence,

Elodie wouldn't dare. Nor

Lucinda

saw

unless she cared, or perhaps even felt threatened. In the past, the ever-dignified, aloof Mrs. Silverstein would never have given her the time of

seemed to unnerve Lucinda, who frowned "Let's be honest-Sylvie's situation is partly your own doing. You

her calmly. "So in your eyes, when someone comes between a married couple,

"Let's hope you

slipped for just a

Elodie to answer her

no intention

to change back into

out, the place

wasn't planning to stay,

off, she made her way

hallway, his sharp gaze lingering on her

didn't even turn around.

ignored her

he strode over and "It's chilly tonight. Wear