How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 686

Elodie's eyes flickered, surprise crossing her face. She never would have guessed that Jarrod was involved.

Latham, meanwhile, finally pieced together the memory. "Back when Ms. Thorne was waiting for your uncle's surgery, I remember thinking Mr. Silverstein looked familiar. I'm terrible with faces, but it just clicked. See, I was swamped with work at the time and barely made it back to the country. Mr. Silverstein must have already worked things out with the hospital. It took a month or two to finalize everything."

He'd even been given a substantial bonus by the hospital.

In fact, the salary here was a full forty percent higher than what he'd earned abroad.

All of that contributed to his final decision to return home.

Esmeralda looked puzzled. "Wait, weren't you introduced by Dr. Warwick?"

How did Jarrod get involved in this?

Latham smiled. “I was brought in directly to treat Ms. Thorne's uncle at the hospital as a specialist. It made sense that I'd be the one to take over his case. Even without Elias's introduction, I would have had a formal welcome at the hospital, and Ms. Thorne would have met me anyway."

It was all a string of circumstances leading to an inevitable conclusion.

Elodie sat in silence for a long time. She couldn't pretend she wasn't shaken.

She'd thought all along that she'd pulled some strings through Elias, but Jarrod had never mentioned any of this.

Now, with hindsight, she could understand why he'd kept it quiet.

It probably had to do with Ivan. He'd been cautious, unwilling to come clean.

Her uncle's recovery was a huge favor-one she couldn't ignore.

her relationship with Jarrod now?

even tell who was right and who

bitter laugh, unable to put her feelings

didn't even have the energy to focus on Jarrod at

keep the baby, and now, after losing it in such a painful way, the

and recover. Your mood has a huge impact on your health. Once you're fully healed, we

someone who empathized easily, but Elodie was the one

her heart. Sometimes, despite himself, he

Elodie's face was pale,

long, searching look before

still more

They needed answers.

all they could do was

these days, spending most of her time

hated seeing her so withdrawn, but there was nothing she could do

could do was stay by her

hadn't gone to the

the house they were supposed

through the rooms, unsure why he'd

not even noticing when Cara

stool and stared at the

leave that for Elodie, knowing she loved those special, meaningful rituals. He'd made sure there

torn down the old house after

to get rid of all the bad memories and start fresh

while demolishing the house, he'd felt both