How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 721

“Has the surgery been scheduled yet?” Jarrod’s voice was low, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he finally asked.

Elias thought for a moment. “There was a date discussed before. She’s free now, so we can go ahead whenever she’s ready.”

Jarrod glanced up at him, his gaze intense and unyielding. “Did she talk to you about which option she wants?”

Elias recalled Elodie’s demeanor from earlier and could guess at her thoughts. “Given what she’s said, I think she might want to take the risk.”

“Can you just remove her uterus straightaway?”

Jarrod’s words cut through the air, abruptly silencing Elias.

Elias blinked in surprise, turning to look at him. Only then did he realize how unwavering Jarrod’s eyes were, as if nothing in the world could ever matter more than Elodie.

Elias suddenly understood him, narrowing his eyes. “Mr. Silverstein, are you trying to decide for her?”

“What could possibly matter more than keeping her safe?” Jarrod braced his fist against the wall, standing up straighter. Even though his voice was hoarse, there was no room for negotiation in the way he spoke.

He couldn’t allow even the slightest chance that something might happen to Elodie.

He understood what Elias was saying. If the operation failed, Elodie probably wouldn’t have much time left.

Her illness was already in its final stages; even the smallest trauma could be fatal.

He found himself hating his own choices.

Why did he have to touch her that night on the ship?

Wasn’t he the one who’d led Elodie to this moment?

He knew her better than anyone. Despite her cool exterior, she was gentle at heart. She didn’t have much family, barely any real sense of belonging. In Elodie’s eyes, perhaps the only person she could ever truly connect with would be her own child.

He knew exactly how much she longed for one.