I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 202

After muttering her frantic apologies, Liana shot a quick glance at the man behind her and bolted.

Leaving just the two of them at the dark, circular table.

Sienna had no idea what tactics Liana had used to drag her brother out here.

But looking at him, it seemed he had been lured straight from the office.

He was still wearing the same suit he had on at work.

The restaurant was filled with the soothing, elegant notes of live piano music, cultivating an atmosphere of serene tranquility.

The overhead lights were a warm, muted amber, deliberately dimmed to cast a soft circle of light across the table. It maintained the romantic ambiance while providing just enough illumination to highlight the features of the person sitting across from her.

The room was quite warm, prompting Jorrod to remove his black suit jacket. He was left in a crisp white dress shirt, his dark blue textured tie sitting perfectly at his collar. His sleeves were casually rolled up to the forearms, revealing his pale, strong wrists.

Jorrod sat in an utterly relaxed posture, leaning slightly against the back of his chair with his long legs casually crossed. His dark eyes flicked up, settling his gaze quietly upon her.

It was a gaze devoid of weight, tension, or urgency.

No surprise, no emotion.

He merely observed the woman standing before him with calculated precision.

The ponytail she wore during the day had been let down, her slightly curled hair cascading over her shoulders and catching the soft light. Her outfit wasn't her usual office attire either; the soft, form-fitting ivory knit set completely softened her usual sharp edges, making her look incredibly docile...

Jorrod's gaze lowered slightly, lingering naturally on her form for a few seconds.

It seemed she had even put on lipstick.

Except right now, her lips were pressed into a tight line, and her brows were deeply furrowed.

She looked angry again.

Sienna certainly wasn't in a good mood.

She admitted the venue was gorgeous and the vibe was immaculate.

He gestured to the empty chair across from him.

"Have a seat."

Sienna stared him down for a tense couple of seconds, pressing her lips together before finally pulling out the chair and sitting across from him.

He casually held a single key between his fingers, sliding it slowly across the smooth tabletop until it rested in front of her.

"It's a flat near the office. It's completely vacant right now. You can stay there until your apartment is fully repaired."

Sienna glanced at it but didn't reach for it. "No need. My place is already fixed. Besides, I hate moving, and I certainly hate coming home after a long day to find all my belongings tossed out on the street."

Jorrod didn't push the issue. "Don't misunderstand. You did genuinely take care of me a few days ago. This is just my way of saying thank you."

Sienna had no desire to claim any false credit. "You're giving me too much credit, Mr. Vaughn. You were perfectly capable of taking care of yourself. You didn't need any help eating, drinking, or functioning. I didn't take care of you at all."

Without giving him a chance to respond, she abruptly stood up to leave. "The lighting in here is awful; it's giving me a headache. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."