How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 410

Ivan himself wasn’t sure what kind of answer he was hoping to find today. Maybe he just wanted to be certain that VistaLink Technologies and Elodie’s troubles were finally over—and to see for himself how she was holding up.

Or maybe…

He squinted at her, flicking ash from his cigarette. “Looks like I underestimated your ability to handle things,” he said. “Back when you first got into trouble, when Sylvie was coming after you, I actually called Jarrod. I figured, Sylvie’s his woman. With just a word from him, she’d back off and let it go.”

From Ivan’s perspective, the whole mess had always been within Jarrod’s control.

But—

“Do you know what Jarrod said to me?” Ivan’s lips twisted into a cold smirk. He fixed Elodie with a stare, as if trying to see straight through her calm exterior to whatever feelings she kept hidden.

A faint crease formed between Elodie’s brows.

She had no interest in this at all.

But Ivan didn’t give her a chance to brush him off. He let out a low chuckle. “He said, ‘It’s her problem. If she can handle it, let her handle it. No need for me to get involved.’”

In other words—none of his business.

He couldn’t have made his indifference any clearer.

Elodie didn’t look the slightest bit surprised.

She knew exactly why Ivan was telling her all this. She didn’t need anyone else to remind her how cold and distant Jarrod could be.

Without a word, she strode past Ivan, face expressionless, not sparing him a glance.

Ivan stubbed out his cigarette, watching her walk away, his gaze darkening. “If you divorce him, I’ll call off this engagement. We can pretend none of this ever happened. Elodie—we could still have a chance.”

All she had to do was leave Jarrod.

All she had to do was come back.

He’d forgive everything.

But Elodie didn’t even pause. Cold, indifferent, she walked away as if none of it concerned her.

Ivan watched her disappear, his chest tightening painfully, a sharp ache stabbing right through him.

He’d make her see things his way—eventually.

Elodie climbed the stairs.