How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 723

Jarrod's eyelashes trembled.

It was like a blade spinning in his mind, slicing through his confusion, jolting him awake.

He saw it now-it had been his own rushed, stubborn misinterpretation that made Elodie fall silent back then, not any resentment over his blame. The truth was, he never deserved her honesty.

"Elias told me," he said, lips barely moving. The words tasted bitter, self-mocking, the ache in his chest impossible to ignore.

Elodie didn't look surprised. "Good. Then you probably understand by now."

She knew there were some things she didn't need to say-Jarrod would handle them himself. After all, the child wasn't just hers.

Still, she hadn't expected that when all was said and done, it would feel this easy

to let go.

As for her illness...

"Come overseas with me for treatment. Please?" Jarrod's focus narrowed to just her illness now.

and risk. It was more than he

couldn't, wouldn't, let anything happen to Elodie-whatever it took, he'd make sure she had a healthy, safe future. He hadn't earned her forgiveness yet, hadn't given her the life

regret in his eyes, so raw it made her

already discussed my treatment

to just let go, to have the hysterectomy. But the words caught in his throat. He understood how hard it was for any woman to make that decision.

cared about was

"Cancer?" he echoed.

"What cancer?"

the door

doorway, his face ashen, clearly having heard everything. He looked like he didn't want to

Ivan had followed,

expected to overhear something like

glared at Elodie. "What's that supposed to

where it doesn't belong, maybe you should go home

had told her. And now, Elodie couldn't look

emotion. Elodie's injury,

lost. His mind was spinning, fixated only on the shocking news that Elodie's name and

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