How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 602

Elodie used to be in constant contact with the team that managed The Silverstein Group’s official social media. In fact, she probably knew the approval process better than anyone.

Nothing ever went public without passing through multiple rounds of review—every word scrutinized, every detail confirmed.

But the post she was looking at now…

—[Hello everyone, I’m Jarrod, Elodie’s husband. Our marriage began with love and longing. Please, let’s put an end to the rumors and unfounded accusations that have hurt my wife’s reputation. Allow us to love each other quietly. Neither of us would ever accept something forced or insincere—there was no ‘shotgun wedding.’ Only the wise know when to dismiss gossip. If you can, we’d appreciate your blessings. Wishing you all a wonderful day.]

It was simple—yet not so simple.

Direct. To the point. Respectful and measured.

It didn’t even sound particularly formal.

If anything… it was sincere.

And, unsurprisingly, it was getting plenty of attention.

Elodie stared at the statement for a moment, then quietly put her phone away.

Maybe, once upon a time, this would’ve made her happy.

But things had changed.

Their relationship wasn’t what it used to be, and neither were her feelings.

Besides, this was just Jarrod doing the decent thing.

Jarrod noticed her distant look and leaned down, voice gentle. “My grandmother saw all the stuff online. She’s a bit worried. After all this is over tonight, would you mind stopping by to see her? Maybe put her mind at ease?”

What could Elodie say?

Tonight, Jarrod had gone above and beyond to shut down any speculation or malicious talk—he’d even used the company’s official platform to make a public declaration on her behalf. By any measure, she owed him for that. There was no point in being difficult now.

“Of course,” she answered quietly.