How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 642

Jarrod's attitude toward Elodie was completely nonchalant; he replied with an easygoing air, "Is it that obvious? Otherwise, I could hold an umbrella for you too."

Elodie frowned, finally giving him a proper look. "What's that supposed to mean?”

Jarrod met her gaze, slow and unruffled. "Just curious. Want to see what you're into these days."

She realized his sharp tongue never lost ground. So, she simply ignored him. Neither of them ever let the other win when it came to these little verbal skirmishes.

Jarrod knew full well there was nothing going on between Elodie and Watts. Watts might have been making an effort, but Jarrod understood Elodie's nature—she was slow to react and always armored up. No matter how others tried, she rarely took the bait.

He pressed the gas, and they pulled into her apartment complex.

Elodie didn't wait for him; she opened her door and got out. A few steps away, she remembered she'd left Watts' umbrella inside and doubled back.

Jarrod was already strolling over. She glanced at the car. "Hang on, I need to grab something."

"What is it?"

"An umbrella."

you didn't want it.

as

shrug. "Need another

turned on her heel and left. She knew Jarrod had no intention of giving the umbrella back-no point wasting her

did afterward. She had other things on her mind. Tonight, she was heading to Duskendale. Alexander would be flying in from Sunspire to meet her on the day

VistaLink Technologies was all in, and Elodie took it seriously. Soon, she'd be managing the 719 facility as well, and she couldn't afford to

packed a suitcase for the three-day business trip. By the time she finished, it was nearly eight in the evening. Dragging her

on cue, the door across the hall

had his own suitcase ready. He looked over. "Want to share a

see-should I wait for your enemies to

broke into a grin. "If you're worried about me, you don't have

just frowned in exasperation.

and stayed silent in the

lobby, Jarrod casually took her suitcase. "There'll be a lot of people at the event. It would look odd if we arrived separately. Just bear

her suitcase was already in his trunk. There was no use fighting him, so Elodie remained stone-faced, standing

the car door and glanced back. "Want me to carry you into the car the

to

beat him to it and slid into