I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 23

Jorrod looked like he wouldn't leave even if it killed him. He buried half his face in a throw pillow, his voice muffled. "We kissed, so you are my wife."

Sienna was left speechless by his twisted logic.

He was claiming they were married just because of a kiss. If this had been the Jorrod from yesterday, she would absolutely be facing a lawsuit over that kiss.

Whatever, there was no point arguing with a silly boy. Sienna simply pulled Elara over and planted a loud kiss on her cheek. "See that? I cheated! Come on, let's get you home."

Jorrod refused to move. He was dead set on staying glued to the sofa. Standing at nearly six foot three, he couldn't be dragged or lifted by force.

Eventually, Sienna broke into a sweat. She stood aside with her hands on her hips, panting, completely helpless and fuming with rage.

Elara looked at the pitiful man on the sofa.

His handsome brow was furrowed, and his eyelashes drooped slightly. Even the shadows cast on his eyelids radiated sorrow.

Not to mention the faint redness at the corners of his long, narrow eyes, and the teardrop mole just beneath them.

He looked incredibly vulnerable.

It was genuinely heart-wrenching to see such a breathtaking face display such a devastated expression.

After a moment of thought, she pulled Sienna aside.

"Why don't you just take care of him for a few more days? Maybe he'll recover soon. You like puppies, don't you? Look at him now. He listens to you so well. He's such a sweet puppy."

Sienna firmly rejected the label. "I like puppies, but I don't like silly puppies."

"Ahem," Elara stammered. "He's not silly, just a little emotionally immature right now. Plus, once he recovers, he'll be a smart puppy, a handsome puppy, a billionaire puppy."

Sienna's mouth twitched.

She couldn't understand what kind of brainwashing potion her friend had just swallowed.

"Do I have to settle for a dog? Can't I just find a human man?"

If Jorrod was lucid, Sienna would be his savior.

But if he showed up as this memory-less, foolish version of himself...

No one could testify for Sienna. If the Vaughn family decided to blame her, all her assets combined wouldn't be enough to cover the damages.

Elara urged again, "Since he holds grudges, you should take this opportunity to take good care of him and build some goodwill. Whether he recovers or not, at least he won't stand by and watch the Vaughn family make your life a living hell."

Sienna turned and looked at the man on the sofa.

The Jorrod who had glared coldly at her yesterday was now completely devoid of hostility.

The man who usually stood with a straight spine and looked down on the world was now slightly slumped. He nestled into the small sofa, his hands resting awkwardly on his knees, looking exactly like a puppy terrified of being abandoned by its owner.

His usually predatory gaze was surprisingly clouded with a layer of mist.