NovelUpdateChapter 184 There was no way to explain to her grandmother how Jarrod had once fought her for this ring because of Sylvie, or how he later used it to threaten her into signing the agreement.
If she tried, it would only upset the old lady all over again.
Elodie changed the subject. "I've already filed for divorce. In a month, the paperwork will be finalized." Rosemary paused, then finally nodded, visibly relieved. "As long as it's settled, that's all that matters. But, Elodie, are you getting divorced because you two just didn't get along? Or was it something else?" Elodie had grown used to this question by now. "We couldn't make it work. Neither of us wanted to keep dragging things out." Rosemary's eyes sharpened with concern. "He... he didn't do this because you haven't given the Silverstein family any children after three years, did he?" "Grandma, you're overthinking it. Jarrod never cared about that," Elodie said, shaking her head.
If the reason was just that they hadn't had kids, things wouldn't have ended up this way. Besides, having a child with her was never even on Jarrod's mind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRosemary had expected Elodie to be much more downcast. But as she watched her granddaughter, she could see that Elodie was genuinely unbothered-she really had let go.
Only then did Rosemary relax, patting Elodie's hand. "That's good. No matter what t you do, I'll always support you." Elodie smiled softly, her usually cool eyes warming.
She spent the night with Rosemary, updating her on Emile's situation. The liver donor had been found; now it was just a matter of waiting for the surgery to be scheduled.
For the Thorne family, it almost felt like a double blessing-her divorce and her uncle's good news.
On Wednesday morning, Elodie called Cara.
"Cara, I can't reach Jarrod. Could you ask him to cby and clear out his things from the study as soon as he can?" Cara didn't really understand what was going on, but did as she was told.
Jarrod received the message while riding the elevator at Silverstein Group headquarters.
"Mr. Silverstein, Mrs. Silverstein askedto pass this along-do you have tto handle it?" Cara's voice echoed through the tight elevator space.
The executives around him traded glances.
Mrs. Silverstein...? What's going on here? With one hand in his pocket, Jarrod replied, "Got it. Tell her I'll take care of it when I have time." "Anything else you'd liketo tell her?" "No, that's all." He hung up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNext to him, Mr. Black grinned. "So, Mr. Silverstein, is there something you'd like to share about you and Ms. Fielding? Already calling her 'Mrs.' on the phone?" Jarrod's lips curled into a faint, unreadable smile. He said nothing, but he didn't deny it either.
Meanwhile, Cara called Elodie back.
Once she heard Jarrod's response, Elodie understood-after changing his number, he'd updated everyone around him, even Cara. Everyone, that is, except her. But she supposed that made sense. He must have thought they had no reason to keep in touch.
"He didn't say when exactly he'd come?" Elodie asked.
"No, he didn't," Cara replied. "Do you wantto go over and help clear things out for you?" "That's not necessary," Elodie said coolly. "It's all his stuff. I have no right to decide what he does with it."
She wasn't planning to stay in the house anyway. Once Jarrod moyed om his things out, she'd put it up for sale. Though she'd poured herself into decorating it, in the end, it was just a house-meaningless to her now. By evening, Elodie and Alexander headed to a small, private restaurant for a meeting with the professor.
After parking, Alexander walked in with her. As they neared the private dining room, they unexpectedly crossed paths with Jarrod and his group. Elodie looked up, unable to avoid the sight of Sylvie's hand resting possessively on Jarrod's arm as Sylvie bent to adjust her dress.
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