How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 657

Chapter 657

Elodie had arrived.

And now, Ivan would see things clearly at last.

They were no longer on the same path.

"What makes you think you have the right to demand I do your dirty work for the sake of your so-called 'love'?" Elodie shot back, her voice calm and detached.

Queenie's face tightened, irritation flashing in her eyes.

Elodie's gaze dropped to Queenie's swollen belly. "Ms. Jett, if it's really yours, no one can take it from you. Besides, not everyone is dying to have what you've got."

Just as Queenie herself had said after all these years of knowing Ivan, even when they didn't end up together, it was always, somehow, Elodie's fault. What sense did that make?

"You claim I ruined things for you two? I'm curious-when exactly did you start dating? Last I checked, before he went away, Ivan was still single."

At the mention, Queenie's expression changed instantly. Panic flickered across her features, and she clenched her fists tight, almost without realizing.

Back then...

they'd made things official. She'd promised to wait for him,

voice interrupted. "What

appeared, clutching his stomach, his face drawn and brooding. His eyes barely left Elodie, scanning her up

of her daze, immediately turning to

Ivan's pale face a level look,

have run into these two,

wedding-you'll be there, won't you? Sister?" Ivan's voice was cold as he stared at Elodie's retreating back, his hand clenched tight at his

shoulder at him. "I wish you

slightest trace of longing in

to a

childhood until now.

the one in the wrong. How dare

tense with worry. Lately, Ivan had been drinking heavily, making no effort to hide

She refused to show weakness, to

eyes gradually settling. He stopped and spoke quietly, "Queenie, maybe

up this

stunned and exhausted

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