I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 183

Since the condition didn't affect his physical health, Jacqueline respected his wishes. She figured he might slowly remember everything over time anyway.

After hanging up, she couldn't help but mention it to her husband.

Her husband looked up from his magazine, completely understanding. "The kid is busy with work, and treatment takes up a lot of time and energy. Besides, he has Sienna. I'm sure she's already filled him in on everything."

Jacqueline nodded, agreeing with her husband's logic.

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Jorrod ended the call but didn't leave the bathroom.

His attention was drawn to a few blue sticky notes adhered to the bottom of the mirror.

He frowned and peeled them off.

The messages were all similar, starting with 'Sienna' and followed by declarations of love...

Stepping out of the bathroom, he ran into Wesley heading upstairs.

Jorrod casually handed him the notes. "Clean up all these little notes scattered around the house before I get back tomorrow."

Wesley nodded.

Back in his bedroom, Jorrod changed into a charcoal silk pajama set. The cool, sleek fabric draped loosely over his skin, the collar half-open, still carrying a hint of dampness from his shower.

As he walked toward the bed, he easily spotted an unfamiliar nightlight on the nightstand.

It was a simple design—a clear acrylic board slotted into a wooden base. It definitely wasn't his aesthetic.

Another sticky note was attached to it.

[Home is Sienna.]

It was written in his handwriting.

Seeing it, Jorrod let out a soft scoff.

He couldn't remember the state of mind he was in when he wrote such a thing, but he recalled his friend mentioning how desperately in love he had been during his amnesia.

Now, he found it pathetic. If love required constant reminders plastered all over the house, it clearly wasn't worth much.

He didn't believe in anyone's definition of love.

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