How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 621

Elodie Thorne didn't quite follow his reasoning, but she pressed her lips together and said, "Sorry, that's not the same thing. Besides, that's not even my place anymore."

After all these months living apart, why would he want her to come back now?

Her attitude was exactly what Jarrod Silverstein expected. He remained calm. "Alright, I'll come to your place, then."

Elodie shot him a cool look, as if to ask, What's wrong with you?

Jarrod lowered his gaze, absently twisting the wedding band on his finger. "My grandmother stopped by yesterday. She noticed there's no sign you've been living there anymore, and I didn't know how to explain it to her."

The gesture drew Elodie's attention to his ring. Apparently, Jarrod hadn't taken it off.

But that wasn't the point. She met his eyes steadily, her expression unyielding. "Mr. Silverstein, I'm here to discuss business. Whether it's your place or mine, my answer is still no."

She could be remarkably firm when she wanted to be.

Jarrod knew that about her all too well.

He didn't push-he'd never been one to force her. "Suit yourself."

"And the documents?"

"I'll handle the negotiations."

Surprisingly... straightforward.

Elodie almost found it unsettling; she'd braced herself for Jarrod to haggle or make things difficult.

"That's it?" A little thrill sparked inside her.

a faint smile. "Or would you prefer we start

stood up without

time." She didn't linger. Having gotten an unexpectedly clear answer from Jarrod, she

the slightest hint

Jarrod noticed, of course.

moment, then looked down at the wedding ring on his hand, and finally

certain Jarrod would handle the meeting

amazed her how quietly he'd

glad-anything that could drive domestic progress

research projects would

spirits, Elodie actually felt like cooking tonight. On her way

up some fresh fruit

she got upstairs, she

eemed to have (DOVEŠTV-

hall. There were new

in

door and a couple of unopened boxes on

an upscale building, spacious and modern. There were only two units per floor, and in all the time she'd lived here, the

glanced over once, then keyed in her code and went

had she walked in than

was a call from an academic fellow, letting her

her background

even told her she could start work early, an exception to the usual process. That was

"Jarrod's quite an

heard about the SX

was the