How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 400

Elodie lifted her head and saw Jarrod standing behind Grady, his face calm and unreadable. With effortless control, he’d stopped Grady in his tracks.

Grady felt a sharp pain between his shoulder blades and was forced to take a step back. The moment he realized who stood behind him, he pressed his lips together. “Mr. Silverstein?”

“You’ve misunderstood, Mr. Silverstein. I was just having a conversation with Elodie, that’s all.”

Only then did Jarrod release his grip on Grady, doing so at his own deliberate pace. His gaze slid sideways, landing briefly on Elodie.

Alexander had already stepped in front of Elodie the instant Grady reached out, acting as her shield. Now, seeing things calm down, he relaxed slightly, though his expression remained icy.

Grady couldn’t help but rub his aching shoulder, eyeing Alexander with suspicion. “Mr. Sterling, are you here to defend Ms. Fielding’s honor?”

After all, Jarrod was Ms. Fielding’s boyfriend. And with everything Ms. Fielding had endured, it made sense for him to show up and settle the score.

Grady, for his part, had just learned about all the trouble Sylvie had stirred up. In his agitation, he’d rushed over without thinking.

“Mr. Mercer, Ms. Fielding’s actual boyfriend is here. You don’t need to play the white knight anymore,” Alexander snapped, finally losing his patience. Even if Grady was Esmeralda’s brother, Alexander saw no reason to be polite.

Grady’s face twisted in surprise. “Mr. Sterling, why are you sounding more and more like Elodie? Haven’t you picked up some bad habits?”

Birds of a feather, indeed.

“If you find our words unpleasant, Mr. Mercer, maybe you should reflect on your own behavior. Anyone watching might think you’re Ms. Fielding’s boyfriend, the way you’re hovering around, being so ‘helpful’.” Alexander’s tone was sharp, his sarcasm plain.

Grady’s face froze. He glanced quickly at Jarrod, his expression darkening. “Mr. Silverstein, don’t get the wrong idea.”

“You don’t owe me an explanation, Mr. Mercer. You owe Ms. Thorne an apology,” Jarrod replied, his voice even, showing no concern for Grady’s reasons for being there.

Grady was momentarily speechless. He hadn’t actually done anything to Elodie—he’d just asked her to clean up the mess she’d made.