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...

that they'd made things official. She'd promised to wait for him, and Ivan had

interrupted. "What

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

daze, immediately turning

level look, then

already feeling unlucky to have run into these two, turned

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

over her shoulder at him. "I

the slightest trace

was speaking to a stranger-set something off in him. His

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

one in the wrong.

Queenie clung to his arm, face tense with worry. Lately, Ivan had been drinking heavily, making no effort to hide

known about Elodie all along. She refused to show weakness, to

his eyes gradually settling. He stopped and spoke

couldn't keep up this

stunned

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