How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 855

Jarrod looked at her. "Later, I misunderstood about you and him, so everything was put on hold. Looking back now, I really regret it."

Elodie suddenly understood the Jarrod of that time.

He must have felt utterly hopeless.

After so many years of pining, his wish had finally come true, only for him to believe she was "deeply in love" with someone else.

Yet he never vented his feelings to her, even considering setting her free.

He had prepared so much, but couldn't bring himself to say any of it, swallowing the bitter pill alone.

"Are you an idiot?" Elodie said, but she knew that when you love someone that much, you're bound to feel insecure. A man as proud as Jarrod wouldn't want to tear down that facade and embarrass them both.

He pinched her cheek, making her lips pout involuntarily. He leaned in for a kiss, but it wasn't enough. He gave her lower lip a gentle bite before saying, "It just proves we're fated to be together. Impossible to break apart. See? You were destined to marry me, destined to be entangled with me."

"Destined?" Elodie raised an eyebrow. "Fated? Or was every step of the way just Mr. Silverstein's 'meticulous planning' and 'calculated moves'?"

Thinking back, if Jarrod hadn't done so much, things might have turned out very differently.

Jarrod let out a low chuckle. "If you had been any more oblivious, I might have just raised Nadia by myself and then surprised you one day by having her call you 'Mom'."

He had actually entertained that thought for a while.

Sometimes, a person acts out of spite.

He had been prepared to let things drag on just like that.

At the mention of Nadia, Elodie's heart softened.

She immediately checked the time. "Should we video call home? I want to see Nadia."

Jarrod pulled her hand back into his. "Today is just for the two of us. Nadia can wait."

Not even Nadia was going to interrupt his plans for the day.

Elodie hesitated. "But who's looking after Nadia right now?"

She was still a little worried.

Jarrod nonchalantly raised an eyebrow. "Octavia."

Elodie was skeptical. "Is she reliable?"

Jarrod swept Elodie into his arms and carried her towards the large bed by the floor-to-ceiling window. "She's more experienced than you are. I dragged her along when I took those parenting classes. She knows everything she needs to. She'll be looking after Nadia for a while."

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