How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 674

As soon as Jarrod pulled her out, all eyes in the lobby followed them.

He didn't slow his pace or loosen his grip on Elodie's hand, not even for a moment. Only when they stepped outside the glass doors of Eastsoar International did he let out a breath, guiding her straight toward his car.

Elodie slid into the passenger seat, silent. She knew there was no avoiding the conversation that was coming-about her pregnancy.

Jarrod leaned over and buckled her seatbelt, pausing as his gaze lingered on her stomach for a few seconds. "Let's go home first, all right?"

She sat quietly. "Whatever you want."

He started the engine immediately, not bothering to ask about what had happened with Ivan just now. "Have you been feeling unwell lately? Any morning sickness, or anything from... the baby?" His voice was unusually gentle.

Elodie stared out the window and didn't answer.

Jarrod kept his eyes on the road, but seemed unfazed by her silence. There was even a faint, satisfied curve to his lips. "You've never been particularly healthy," he said, "so I'll have Dr. Badgers take a look at you. Maybe he can help with the pregnancy symptoms, make things a little easier."

There was a patience in his tone that felt almost unfamiliar.

"You've always liked kids. Would you rather have a boy or a girl? Honestly, I think one child is enough-boy or girl, as long as it's ours. What do you think?"

was fragile. Now that she was expecting, he just wanted to take care of her, make things as easy as possible, keep her from feeling anxious or uncomfortable. After all, pregnancy was a strain on her body; one child would be

somewhere that by twelve weeks the embryo's basically formed-it becomes a fetus, all the organs are in place, the limbs even start moving. Can you feel it yet?" His words were slow, almost reverent, a

formed... That meant there was

she

what he'd heard from Patricia. He seemed

me an email. Photos of you at the OB-GYN. I found out late, and not from you, but I wish I'd been

eyes. The OB-GYN... So, everything was out in

learned from Queenie, and now it was clear Queenie had

him. She ignored the talk of the baby and asked, "Aren't

eyes on the road. "Is

know you better

we were alone

anything.

Su

myself-enough not to jump to

else would have doubted her, but if he let his thoughts

mattered most was that they were having a child. Maybe this would