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How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 272

Sensing someone’s gaze, Elodie glanced over in that direction.

She was completely unprepared to meet Jarrod’s eyes.

But just as quickly as their gazes met, Jarrod coolly looked away, his expression detached, as if he couldn’t care less.

They were near the Global Trade Plaza—running into Jarrod and Sylvie here wasn’t all that surprising.

At that moment, Sylvie slipped her arm through Jarrod’s uninjured one, leaning close in a show of affection. The two of them had clearly been laughing and chatting just moments before, looking every bit the happy couple.

It hadn’t even been four hours since Elodie and Jarrod finalized their divorce papers.

Yet Jarrod and Sylvie already seemed closer than ever.

Elodie pretended not to know them. She gently pulled her arm from Elias’s grasp and turned to him with a polite smile. “It’s fine, really. I’ve already been.”

Only then did Elias frown slightly.

Something about Elodie’s demeanor unsettled him. She didn’t seem like someone dealing with a simple headache or a cold.

Meanwhile, Sylvie had also noticed Elodie and Elias.

She didn’t bother acknowledging Elodie—she hardly considered her worth the attention. But still…

Sylvie narrowed her eyes at Elias, standing at Elodie’s side.

What was Elias doing with a woman like Elodie? Had they arranged to meet, or was this just a coincidence?

As far as she knew, the two barely knew each other—certainly not well enough to be meeting up alone.

Especially considering how Elias had just supported Elodie’s arm, their interaction looking oddly intimate—

Sylvie’s lips tightened.

Elodie was even more forward than she’d thought.

Or maybe, Elodie just didn’t think one Alexander was enough for her?

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