How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 655

“I can’t make sense of this. We should see a doctor.” She stared helplessly at the report, unfamiliar with the medical jargon.

Elias turned toward her, his voice calm and even. “What report is it? Let me have a look.”

Esmeralda, recognizing Elias instantly, furrowed her brow. “You’re Elodie’s…”

“Elodie’s attending physician,” Elias finished for her, meeting her gaze as he reached for the papers.

Esmeralda’s lips trembled, but in the end, she handed the report to Elias.

Elodie couldn’t help but watch anxiously. “So what does it say?”

Elias scanned the pages, then looked up at Elodie, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. “You’re eleven weeks pregnant.”

Elodie’s heart nearly skipped a beat.

Shock washed over her features, mingling with a storm of emotions. For a moment, her mind went completely blank.

Esmeralda was the first to recover. “How is that possible? Is her body even strong enough for this?”

A shadow crossed Elias’s usually composed face. “To be honest, with your condition, getting pregnant should have been nearly impossible. The odds were extremely low. That’s why this is… unusual.”

Elodie’s breathing grew ragged as she tried to steady herself. She looked at him in desperation. “And the baby?”

“There’s no way to keep it.”

Elias’s answer came without hesitation. He knew Elodie must have sensed the truth already.

Her eyes shimmered with uncertainty.

Seeing the color drain from her cheeks, Elias softened his tone. “Your situation isn’t optimistic, Elodie. If you try to keep this baby, you’ll have to go without any cancer treatment for nearly ten months. At that point, it’s not just your uterus at risk—the cancer could spread. If you choose not to have the baby, you have a chance… to live.”

It was a brutal reality.

One that couldn’t be avoided.

He understood, too, how pregnancy could stir a fierce attachment in a woman, making the thought of letting go almost unbearable.

But Elodie’s case was different. She had nowhere else to turn.

If she kept the baby, her treatment would have to stop.

Elodie glanced up at her.

That single look said everything.

And Esmeralda understood.

It was a kind of heartbreak Elodie had only ever shown for one person.

Elias paused, still uncertain about the details between Elodie and Jarrod, but as her doctor, he needed to be clear. “Ms. Thorne, take some time to think it over. Make the right decision for yourself. You’re what matters most.”

Esmeralda watched Elodie anxiously.

Elodie nodded slowly. “I know what I have to do. I’ll focus on getting better.”

She told herself she wasn’t selfless enough to give up her life for a cause anymore. She’d already sacrificed enough for others.

She couldn’t force herself to keep this child.

“What about Jarrod?” Esmeralda asked, finally exhaling a shaky breath. “Will you tell him?”