NovelEnglishChapter 695 They had both agreed-divorce was inevitable.
It was tto start setting sexpectations, to prepare for what was coming.
Jarrod's throat tightened, but when he finally spoke, his tone was calm and measured. "Uncle and the rest just got back, and Grandma's over the moon. There are a lot of people here today, and her birthday dinner isn't over yet. Let's wait until it's all done. Your project at 719 is almost through its first phase anyway." Elodie mentally counted the days. The birthday celebration wasn't far off. There was no need to rush into anything without careful thought.
And Jarrod's attitude-he had agreed to the divorce.
He cared more about children than she'd realized. He loved kids, yet all those years, he'd never considered having one with her. If only he hadn't tampered with her supplements back then-if they'd had a child together- would things be different now? Maybe she wouldn't be carrying so much pain.
"All right." Elodie nodded, slow and deliberate.
She turned and walked away, offering no further words.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJarrod watched her retreating figure, then bowed his head, exhaling a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. The heaviness in his chest nearly suffocated him.
What he really wanted-desperately-was to hear her say, "It had nothing to do with Ivan," or even just, "I didn't end the pregnancy because I stopped loving you." Even if she'd said she hated him, he could have convinced himself to believe it.
But she said nothing.
No explanations, no truths or lies, not a single word more.
Perhaps now he understood, truly understood, how Elodie had felt when his love for her faded away.
That evening's family dinner-Elodie noticed something was off.
Everyone was polite. Too polite. There was a sense that everyone was just skimming the surface, nothing genuine beneath.
Especially between Jarrod and Sprague. She'd heard rumors that the two brothers had once been fierce rivals. Yet now, they laughed and talked as if nothing had ever happened.
It felt wrong, no matter how you looked at it.
After the meal, Grandma tried, as always, to persuade everyone to stay longer.
This time, it was Jarrod who spoke up. “Grandma, Elodie needs to get to the lab early tomorrow, and it's a long drive from here." Grandma could only relent with a sigh.
Sprague and a few others planned to stay.
So Jarrod took Elodie and left. He even played the dutiful husband, asking for her car keys and driving her Range Rover himself as they departed together.
Sprague stood on the third-floor balcony, hands braced against the railing, watching as the SUV pulled away into the night.
It was a while before he picked up his phone and dialed.
The line rang several times before someone answered. "You're back?" Sprague leaned on the railing, narrowing his eyes at the dark horizon "Mr. Aldridge, are you sure your intel is accurate? They don't look like a couple on the verge of breaking up." "What made you think there was trouble between them?" Sprague asked, a note of curiosity in his voice.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWatts Aldridge didn't answer
directly. "You've been abroad, but you're not entirely out of the loop'on Jarrod's affairs overseas, Mr. Silverstein. You don't have miel nes chances left. Help me, and I'make sure you get to stay." Sprague said nothing, only narrowed his eyes further.
On the drive home, the car was enveloped in silence.
But it wasn't awkward—just a quiet, mutual absence of words. Each was lost in their own thoughts.
When they reached the underground garage, Elodie got out, Jarred m followed tossing her the keys. "Go on En up." She caught them and watched as he walked over to his own Rolls-Royce, parked a little distance away.
He had no intention of staying the night.
Elodie's mind drifted back to the old stories the Silverstein family had m dredged up that evening. She'd been N the main character in those events, and yet, somehow, she was the one who understood the least, As Jarrod was about to get into his car, she called out suddenly, "Back then-did you really have no idea what was happening? Were you just a pawn?"
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