I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 233

Only when her words faded did Jorrod lean back slightly in his chair, lazily pulling open a drawer. He picked something up and tossed it right at her palm.

It sailed through the air in an arc. Sienna barely caught it, frowning deeply. "Watch it! What if you broke—"

She snapped her mouth shut, biting down hard on her lower lip. Her brows knit tightly together as she stared with profound confusion at the item in her hand...

A watch?

"Excuse me?" Sienna held it up, glaring at him. "What is this?"

Jorrod gave it a passing glance, stating flatly, "A watch."

"Do you think I don't know it's a watch?" Sienna was so angry she almost laughed. "Is that what I was asking? I'm asking what you just gave me!"

Jorrod remained as calm as a placid lake, even patiently answering her question. "A Patek Philippe."

"I wasn't asking for the brand either!" Sienna was practically ready to stomp her feet. Realizing communication was useless, she ground out through gritted teeth, "Jorrod, you were supposed to give me my phone. I want my phone. My. Phone!"

"Yes," Jorrod agreed. "A watch, in exchange for your phone."

Sienna slammed the watch down onto the desk. "Jorrod, you went back on your word!"

She hadn't held back, and the metal object hit the wood with a heavy thud. Jorrod casually glanced at it, closed the document on his screen, and leaned further back in his chair.

"I wouldn't say I went back on my word." He tilted his chin up slightly, his gaze drifting over his monitor to settle on her. "But you were right about one thing. Once something is given away, there's no reason to take it back. What happened with your friend was my mistake. Please pass along my sincere apologies to him."

What a sincere apology.

He just wanted to embezzle her phone and refuse to give it back!

Sienna ground her back teeth. "What am I supposed to do with this piece of junk? It's a men's watch! Can I even wear it?!"

She finally understood—this man's shamelessness knew absolutely no bounds.

He just furrowed his brow, looking like the epitome of understanding. "True, your phone is a bit small for me as well, but it's the thought that counts. I can make do with it."

Sienna took a deep breath, fighting to maintain her composure. "Fine... I recorded what you said back there. Don't tell me you're going to deny it?"

Jorrod showed zero emotion, offering a breezy, "Let's hear it."

Sienna played the recording for him.

"Once the business trip is over, I promise the item will be returned to its rightful owner."

Listening to it, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she let out a dry laugh.

Sienna turned on her heel and stormed off. She only took two steps before feeling severely unfulfilled.

She marched back.

"With a personality like yours, you couldn't spit out a kind word to save your life! You are calculating every single second of the day! Must be exhausting being you. No wonder you're entirely alone! Only someone as saintly as Silas Lester could tolerate you. Taking you in back then is the permanent stain on my criminal record! Someone like you doesn't deserve friendship, doesn't deserve love, doesn't deserve—"

The next line was a bit too harsh, and Sienna swallowed it back. Seeing the man's eyes finally lose their placid calm, narrowing as a dark, dangerous glimmer flashed within them, she realized she had successfully gotten under his skin.

Holding his gaze, she shot him a vicious glare, spun around, and walked away again.

Two steps later.

She marched back a third time, snatched the watch off the desk, and strode out the door.

She wasn't about to leave empty-handed.

Jorrod watched the furious figure vanish from his sight, his eyes gradually turning somber.

He slowly lowered his gaze, his thick lashes masking the turbulence in his eyes as his Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly.

For someone who mumbled so much, she certainly had quite the mouth on her.