How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 74

Elodie couldn't wrap her head around it, so she blurted out, "You paid for it?"

Jarrod glanced at her with a lazy indifference, a faint, almost mocking smile tugging at his lips.

He probably thought her question was unnecessary.

The answer was obvious.

He'd always been generous with Sylvie.

Realizing she'd said too much, Elodie relaxed, exhaling softly. "Alright, I get it."

As long as he didn't drag her or the Thorne family into trouble, she didn't care how much he spent on Sylvie. That was his business.

"Are we each getting our own gift for Aunt Grace?" she asked.

Jarrod, watching her with a measured gaze, replied, "No need. I've already taken care of everything."

"Okay." Elodie didn't press further.

She turned to leave.

Jarrod seemed to remember something. "I'll send you the photos."

Elodie hesitated, glancing back. "Hm?"

He had already pulled out his phone. The old lady had sent him six pictures. He long-pressed to select them all, tapped to forward, and scrolled down to find Elodie's contact.

Just as he was about to hit send, Sylvie's name flashed across the screen with an incoming call.

Jarrod's expression didn't flicker. He looked at Elodie, shut the door in her face without hesitation, and answered.

He had no intention of letting Elodie overhear or interrupt their conversation.

Elodie stood there silently for a moment, pressing her lips together.

She didn't linger. Instead, she simply turned and walked away.

Even when the old lady invited her to stay for lunch, she excused herself, claiming she had work at the office.

Meanwhile,

Jarrod finished his call, grabbed his jacket, and left the house.

He completely forgot about sending Elodie the photos.

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Saturday.

Jarrod called Elodie first thing in the morning. "Give me your address. I'll pick you up for Aunt Grace's party."

Elodie looked around her small apartment. She had no intention of letting him come over. "No need. I'll get there myself."

"Grandma insisted. I have to go with you," Jarrod said, his tone utterly calm and unreadable.

Elodie was silent for a moment. "I'll meet you outside VistaLink Technologies."