How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 610

She'd almost managed to forget.

"Are you even being reasonable? That's not what we're supposed to be discussing." Elodie's expression had lost its usual calm, her voice edged with a rare sharpness.

Jarrod tossed his phone onto the table. "If I weren't reasonable, you wouldn't have gotten the upper hand that night."

Elodie stared at him, momentarily forgetting her anger at being deceived, stunned by what he'd just said.

Jarrod sat down again and looked up at her. "My grandmother's asleep. Don't wake her. I'm staying here you take the bed, all right?"

Elodie's gaze turned icy as she cooled down, making it clear she had no interest in pretending things were fine anymore. "You're always swamped with work. I'm sure you can come up with some excuse to leave. No sense in both of us being uncomfortable."

Jarrod glanced at her, his tone unchanged. "Fine."

He grabbed his clothes, ready to leave.

A headache flared behind Elodie's eyes. If she really thought about it, what right did she have to kick the owner out of his own bedroom?

Suppressing the chaos in her chest, she finally said, "Forget it. This is your house. It's not a guest's place to throw the host out. Do as you like."

to keep their agreement,

really was. He'd never let anything slip before. Divorce

her eyes when she called herself a "guest." With a cool precision, he pressed her sore spot. "Right. And in other people's homes,

colder. "I never touched you.

pillow onto the couch. "True. You

with it. She should have

further and turned away to wash up in the

she glanced at came him on the couch. "The deadline for keeping up this charade is almost up. After

was an exception; it

to the bed she'd slept in for three years and lay down, facing away

share

without tonight's "truth," the distance between them was set

long time, then finally got up. He walked over, switched off the main light, and left a small lamp on by the bed so she wouldn't have to fumble

were scattered and tangled. When she woke, Jarrod

washed up quickly and headed

was already up, bustling about as breakfast was being prepared. "Jarrod's gone for his morning run and isn't back yet. Why

night, she had no desire to linger. "There's something urgent at work, so I'll have to head out

too hard, sweetheart. Let me have someone wrap

accepted the