How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 632

"Haven't eaten yet, have you?" Jarrod's gaze flicked over the delivery box on the table before he finally turned to Elodie. "Want to have a bite first?”

Elodie, for her part, seemed to have shed all traces of last night's turmoil. Anyone would struggle to keep their composure after what they'd been through.

She took in the sight of Jarrod, dressed for once in a soft sweater and sweatpants. For a workaholic-Mr. Silverstein, who seemed to live at the office-it was almost surreal to see him home on a weekday.

"No need to trouble yourself," Elodie said, managing to keep her tone even.

"So, what do you think we should do about... us?" he asked.

She met his gaze. "You really want to talk about this now?"

Jarrod knew this moment was inevitable. He lowered his eyes for a second before looking straight at her, searching her expression for any cracks. "Aren't you even the slightest bit curious? About why things turned out this way?"

The real problem was that Elodie wasn't asking anything-not why they hadn't divorced, not why he hadn't left, not why he'd kept silent. She seemed to have given up even trying to care.

the one stuck with consequences I never wanted. Am I supposed to feel something for you, Jarrod? Do you expect some kind of emotional response

her temper with him before. After the whole mess with the birth control, she'd backed down once. Not this time. Why did she

eyes was so cold, so

finished, once and for all?" His voice was soft, but he was watching her intensely, as if he could see straight through to her heart. "Even the past

care about his answer. But he needed to know

regarded him steadily. "Jarrod, if you

be ashamed of when it comes to how I

the reason you married me?" The words tumbled out before he could

he'd go there

how unfair and one-sided it was? You signed it without a second thought, just to get

was stacked against her. It wasn't the only thing that made the divorce fall through, but it was part of it. He'd

tightened. "What do you

even a corner left for me? Elodie, what do you think I want?" His voice was gentler now, but there was something heavy behind it, like he was talking about someone else's

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