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How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 316

None of this had been expected.

By the time anyone realized what was happening, it was already too late.

Sylvie shot up from her seat, her expression a tangled mess of shock and confusion as she stared at the now-empty doorway where the figure had vanished.

It wasn’t just her.

Everyone seated around the large dining table sat in stunned silence for several seconds, their minds completely blank. The only sound was a waiter, pale as a sheet and wringing his hands in panic, stammering over and over, “I’m so sorry, so sorry... I didn’t see... I didn’t notice...”

That’s when Naylor finally pieced it together.

Something was wrong with Elodie.

But none of them had actually seen what happened to her. It all happened so fast.

By the time he realized, Elodie was doubled over in pain, her whole body crumpling.

But what really mattered…

The person who’d just swept Elodie into his arms and rushed her out the door—

Was Jarrod.

While everyone else sat in shocked paralysis, Jarrod had already carried her out and was speeding her to the hospital.

Only then did Alexander snap to his senses. All he’d seen was Elodie suddenly about to collapse—he hadn’t caught what caused it.

His face darkened, worry etched deep, but he still managed to turn to Klein, voice apologetic but urgent. “I’m sorry, Elodie’s not feeling well. If you don’t mind, could we reschedule?”

Even Klein looked genuinely concerned. “Of course, go—see to Elodie.”

No one would have guessed that, in a crisis, Jarrod would be the first to react.

Alexander gave a quick nod, then hurried out.

Naylor also rose from his chair, his expression now grave. He glanced at Sylvie, who looked utterly unreadable. “Ms. Fielding, shall we go check on her?”

After all, Jarrod was Sylvie’s boyfriend.

It made sense for Sylvie to be there.

Sylvie pressed her lips together, her face betraying nothing. Calmly, she nodded, not the least bit flustered by the sudden chaos. With perfect composure, she turned to Klein, offered a polite farewell, and then headed out alongside Naylor.

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