How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 628

Of course Elodie was a little bewildered—she couldn’t understand how the problem could possibly be with Jarrod, her ex-husband.

She took a moment to collect herself before asking calmly, “Can you be more specific? What exactly is the issue?”

The sharply dressed man across from her seemed surprised by her composure. After a brief hesitation, he pulled out a file. “According to the paperwork you submitted, Ms. Thorne, you indicated that you’re divorced. However, after a thorough review on our end, we’ve confirmed that you are still legally married.”

“That’s impossible. There must be some mistake,” Elodie blurted out instinctively.

Wasn’t this absurd? She had the divorce papers, signed and sealed. Clearly, something had gone wrong somewhere along the line.

“No, ma’am, I’m afraid not. As it stands, you’ll need to provide your spouse’s information for your application to proceed.”

A spouse’s details count as essential information—nothing could be left out.

The office needed to verify everything, cross every ‘t’, and dot every ‘i’.

A heavy weight settled in Elodie’s chest, her usually composed expression faltering for the briefest moment.

She glanced down at the documents the official had handed her.

It was all there in black and white—she was still registered as married.

They processed these requests all the time; mistakes like this were supposed to be impossible.

So then…

Her lips lost their color, and her grip tightened unconsciously around the stack of documents. “Alright… I’ll look into this in detail and get back to you as soon as possible.”

“Thank you, Ms. Thorne. Please make sure the information is accurate,” the official replied. He, too, seemed to sense something was off, but stuck to protocol and said nothing more.

Back in her department, Clifford raised his brows at Elodie. “How does something like this get mixed up? Elodie, you’re a special case—everything needs to be airtight, especially for you. But don’t worry, just get the paperwork sorted and it’ll be fine.”

All she could do was force a small smile.

She didn’t let any shock show on her face.

As soon as she stepped out of the office, her heart was pounding, a tangled mess of emotion surging inside her.

She needed to get to the bottom of this—fast.