I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 158

Jorrod pulled the phone away from his ear.

He turned half his body around.

Behind him, the area was even darker than where he stood.

But in that pitch-black night, the cold white color was undeniably conspicuous. The car's paint reflected a chilling gleam, as if absorbing all the moonlight, parked ominously beneath a tree.

He turned fully and strode toward it.

The car door opened, and a young man stepped out from the backseat. He was draped casually in a loose, matte-black tech-wear trench coat, paired with simple dark gray cargo pants and white sneakers.

Looking up, a baseball cap pressed down on slightly wavy hair, shadowing his face.

It wasn't until Jorrod closed the distance.

That he saw the familiar face hidden beneath the brim.

Jorrod's brows knitted together, his voice dropping to a freezing temperature that felt sinister in the night air.

"Nathaniel Yale. Do you have nothing better to do?"

Nathaniel leaned against the car, looking perfectly relaxed.

Faced with the interrogation, he merely offered a smirk, his eyes drifting down to the faint scuff mark on Jorrod's coat.

He spoke. "Sorry about that. I was driving a bit fast earlier, I hope you're... alright."

He was saying sorry, but there was a distinct lack of sincerity. Instead, there was a faint, mocking amusement in his tone that entirely negated the apology.

Jorrod glanced at his sleeve, then back at the white car. He instantly understood.

His dark eyes locked onto the younger man as he stated flatly, "That was you driving earlier."

Nathaniel didn't deny it. He just smiled. "Just a joke. I hope I didn't scare you. Don't worry, I'm an excellent driver."

"When did you figure out who I was?"

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