How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

"No need," Jarrod replied, glancing over at the cabinet. "Would you mind grabbing a blanket and covering Elodie?"

Lucinda felt a surge of annoyance catch in her throat.

"I just got here, and the moment you open your eyes you're already ordering me

to take care of your wife?" Though she complained, she lowered her voice out of respect for the sleeping Elodie.

Jarrod didn't have much energy to argue, his tone lazy and indifferent. "If I were able to move, I wouldn't be asking you."

"...."

Now Lucinda was sure of it.

Jarrod couldn't be that badly hurt-he woke up and the first thing he did was find a way to get under her skin.

She pressed her lips together, but still turned to fetch a clean blanket. Moving carefully, she draped it softly over Elodie.

Then, face still cold, she looked back at Jarrod. "Happy now?"

Jarrod just gave a languid nod. "Thank you for your trouble."

Lucinda huffed and sat down on the other side of the room. She'd already gotten most of the story from Andrea.

Instinctively, she wanted to blame Elodie—after all, Malcom was Elodie's father.

But...

came

was a

feel worse than Elodie, knowing her own father had tried to

sick as she was, had forced herself to The Silverstein Group headquarters, made

branch made their move-they secretly allied with some on the board, hoping to get their

that was

the stalled project on Jarrod, hoping to use it

they'd have voted to

too deep; they

on Elodie's face for a moment before he spoke,

to stand the way he looked at Elodie, as if

be grateful for your decisive wife. She stabilized the situation, signed the liability agreement herself, and took

willing to use her connections, reputation be damned. Abthis point, the project doesn't have a

all too

like Klein wasn't something you could

only

for

to rally

down Sprague's ambitions

He stared at Elodie's pale face and then at her injured

arm.

He swallowed hard.

yet she'd still

trauma of last night, nearly falling to her death, and with his own condition so grave, a heavy