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...

a month after Ivan had gone to prison, during one of her visits, that they'd made things official. She'd promised to wait for

voice interrupted. "What are you

His eyes barely left Elodie, scanning her up and down for any

of her daze, immediately turning to cling

level look, then gently took Esmeralda's hand. "Let's

to have run into these two, turned on her heel, eager to

voice was cold as he stared at Elodie's retreating back, his hand clenched

him. "I wish you happiness, Mr.

trace of

she was speaking to a

each other, from childhood until now. How had it come

one in the wrong. How dare she treat him like

with worry. Lately, Ivan had been drinking heavily, making no

had known about Elodie all along. She refused

himself. He glanced down at Queenie, his eyes gradually settling. He stopped and spoke

up this

both stunned and

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