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...

to prison, during one of her visits, that they'd made things official. She'd promised

"What are you

drawn and brooding. His eyes barely left Elodie, scanning her up and down for any sign

immediately turning to cling to his

pale face a level look, then gently

into these two, turned

as he stared at Elodie's retreating back, his hand clenched tight at

shoulder at him. "I wish you happiness, Mr.

slightest trace of longing in her

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

from childhood

one in the wrong. How

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

all along. She refused to show weakness, to

glanced down at Queenie, his eyes gradually settling. He stopped and spoke quietly, "Queenie, maybe we should reconsider the

keep up this

stunned and exhausted

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