Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 55

Luna tucked the blanket snugly around her. "I bought your favorite crab puffs and called you a dozen times, but you never picked up.

The hospital said you left early, and the precinct said you hadn't shown up. I was so frantic I almost filed a missing person's report."

Recalling the terrifying scene when she burst into the room, Luna still felt a lingering chill of fear.

"Thank God I got there in time, or they really would have beaten you to death."

Sienna didn't say a word, simply patting Luna's hand gently.

Seeing Sienna's sorrow-filled face, a surge of fury ignited in Luna's chest. She couldn't help but curse, "That bastard Jarred! His whole family is a pack of bloodsuckers.

You've been with the Sterlings for seven years, and have they ever treated you like a human being? If he had protected you even a little bit, would his grandmother dare to treat you like that?"

Leaning against the headboard, Sienna stared out at the pitch-black night beyond the window. Her voice was terribly soft. "Let's not talk about him. Just nine more days. I don't want any more complications."

Looking at her, Luna felt her heart ache so much she couldn't find the words.

After a long moment, she nodded vigorously. "You're right! Men only slow down our ability to make money! You've got the looks, the brains, the independence—why should you ever have to walk on eggshells for anyone?

A playboy like Jarred has nothing going for him except a handsome face! At best, he's just a trophy, a pretty decoration!

Once you're divorced, I'll instantly set you up with an eighteen-year-old college boy. Sunny, handsome, and obedient. A hundred times better than him!"

Sienna finally cracked a genuine smile.

After the IV finished, Luna drove Sienna home.

Exhausted from the harrowing night, Sienna washed up, collapsed onto her bed, and quickly drifted into a deep sleep.

The sky was barely turning gray when her phone's ringtone jolted her awake.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she blindly reached for her phone on the nightstand.

"Sienna!" The man on the other end was clearly enraged. "Do you even realize the magnitude of what you've done?"

Sienna stared up at the ceiling, her voice laced with long-repressed hostility. "And do you even care why I broke it in the first place?"

Jarred seemed taken aback by the question. He paused, the last slivers of his patience clearly draining away. "Isn't it just because Grandmother stood up for Celeste and said a few things you didn't like?"

Sienna's fingers tightened violently around her phone.

He clearly knew exactly what had happened, yet his words carried zero empathy, zero favoritism for his own wife. There was only naked blame, as if all her suffering was merely her being unreasonable.

All her pent-up emotions surged to the surface in a blinding rush.

She raised her voice, her eyes turning rimmed with red. "A few things I didn't like? Is that all it was? She wanted to literally..."

"Enough." Jarred cut her off coldly. "Who told you to go against Celeste at every turn? It's not like you don't know that in Grandmother's eyes, Celeste is closer than her own flesh and blood. You just had to throw yourself into the line of fire."