How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 580

Sylvie's throat tightened abruptly. She stared at Andrea in utter disbelief.

For a moment, she wondered if she'd misheard. Rainwater trickled down her temple, chilling her to the bone and making her mind go blank.

"What...?"

Andrea remained perfectly polite, but her words were merciless. "This is my advice to you, Ms. Fielding. I suggest you take care of it as soon as possible."

She didn't linger. Having delivered her cold warning, Andrea brushed past Sylvie and disappeared inside.

Sylvie stood frozen in the doorway for a long time, dazed.

She couldn't understand how had things come to this?

Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, a storm of fear and fury welling up inside her.

Elodie...

One thought pounded in her skull: Elodie couldn't possibly be innocent. She must have said something to Jarrod, done something behind her back. Otherwise, why would he treat Sylvie this way?

Instinctively, she wanted to pin the blame on Elodie. But as the rain soaked her through, reality cut through her denial like a knife.

Jarrod hadn't even raised his voice today, hadn't shown a hint of anger-yet how could she not see the cold, ruthless detachment etched in his every word?

on her, always kept

but for him, those gestures meant nothing. Yet from her perspective, she'd mistaken

truth sliced her open, leaving her

beneath it all, Sylvie's eyes turned red with unshed tears. She gritted her teeth so hard her jaw ached. She couldn't accept it. How could Jarrod

he strip away even her last

deep down that pushing any further now would only make things worse. There was

back to her car that she remembered the

offered a careless little smile-he hadn't even bothered to answer. Later, Maurice had come outside and

hadn't even

that must have been

was

top, there'd be no reason for him

twice at Elodie. Getting thrown out

But now-

Everything was in pieces.

pride, everything

thought of her, back

find her

him, demanding marriage, right after spending

back, Sylvie's face

had it come to this? Elodie should have ended up like her mother-a fassure, someone to be pitied or

thought