How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 742

Even Joseph couldn't hide the complicated look on his face.

He clenched his fists in silence, the shock evident in his eyes.

Anyone who said they weren't surprised would be lying. Jarrod's feelings for Elodie were so obvious, you could almost feel the weight of them in the air.

So this was it—he really did love her, with a depth Joseph had never fully understood until now.

A cold suspicion crept up on Joseph, sending a chill down his spine.

If Jarrod cared for Elodie this much, then all those times before those subtle glances, those careful words-had Jarrod really not noticed his own feelings for her?

The thought made Joseph's throat tighten. He felt a knot forming in his chest, so tight he could barely breathe.

He turned on his heel and walked away.

Maurice didn't even realize at first, and called after him, "Hey, aren't you coming in? Didn't we say we'd grab lunch together?"

Joseph didn't answer.

Suddenly, he found it impossible to face them. Shame gnawed at him.

And, truthfully, he couldn't let go of Elodie-not yet.

He needed time to pull himself together.

When Watts arrived at the police station, Patricia had already been processed.

looked up when he came in, her expression sour. "I want out of here today. I'm not staying another

Patricia had always been spoiled and pampered-she was never one to handle

blunt. "You really think running into Jarrod today was just

exactly the reality she didn't want

while now. He just waited for the perfect moment to strike, and he did. Do you really think you'll just walk out

He'd already foreseen it.

he wants to come after me, he'd better think about the consequences.

was teetering on the edge

stabilizers from his pocket and handed them to

your head on straight. This is Jarrod

jaw, her eyes bloodshot with

going back to

walked her to

she stepped out of

veins in his eyes-he clearly hadn't slept. She knew,

hated this kind

inside, she looked back at him. "Things are what they are now. I've come to terms with it, and

didn't get to

her shoulder. He closed his eyes, as if this

silent swallow before he spoke, his voice low.

was at a

after all-she couldn't just pretend not

Don't

hand was still wrapped tightly around her wrist, almost

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