How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 443

Elodie didn’t see any sign of the old woman and was about to head into the next room when she caught sight of Jarrod standing out on the terrace, phone pressed to his ear.

At that very moment, he turned and spotted her. His dark eyes, shadowed by the night, glinted with an inscrutable light. If he was surprised to see her, he didn’t show it. Instead, he ended his call with a flick of his thumb.

Elodie, on the other hand, felt a flicker of surprise.

She glanced around the lounge, just to make sure the old woman wasn’t there, and when she confirmed it, her brows knitted together in concern.

Jarrod, reading the tension in her face, strode toward her, understanding the awkwardness of the situation. “Did my grandmother ask you to come here?” he asked quietly.

Elodie took a cautious step back. “She’s gone, then?”

Jarrod didn’t answer, simply watching her guarded posture. “Don’t worry—she’s fine.”

Relieved, Elodie decided not to bother with any more questions. She had no intention of lingering or making small talk with Jarrod. Without another word, she turned and headed straight for the door.

She didn’t hesitate for a second.

Jarrod didn’t stop her, either—he just watched her walk away, making no move to keep her there, not even on his own birthday.

The moment Elodie opened the door, she heard the clamor of footsteps and laughter echoing down the hallway.

Just ahead was the terrace area, where the hotel had set up the evening’s festivities by the pool. Elodie was about to step out when a group of people suddenly blocked her path.

“Elodie?” Grady frowned in surprise when he saw her. “What are you doing here?”

As he spoke, more people filtered in behind him.

Sylvie appeared at the entrance, carefully lifting her gown so it wouldn’t drag, but her face darkened the moment she looked inside.

Because there, in the private lounge, Jarrod was standing just a few feet behind Elodie.

The two of them… alone together?

What had they talked about? Done?

The dozen or so onlookers were struck momentarily speechless, staring in disbelief.

Mr. Silverstein and Ms. Thorne from VistaLink Technologies… sneaking off together?