I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 352

The car was quiet. For a long time, Sienna's voice was the only sound in the space.

Perhaps it was the thick darkness of the night, or the cold moonlight, but her slow, steady words drifted into Jorrod's ears like warm water washing over his heart and spreading through his veins. Her quiet ambition soothed him completely.

In fact, an unfamiliar word drifted into Jorrod's mind.

Happiness.

He used to think success meant happiness. Wealth meant happiness. Building a massive empire single-handedly meant happiness.

But those things only brought fleeting satisfaction. Before he could even savor the feeling, he was already being pushed and driven into the next relentless rhythm.

The cycle repeated endlessly until even that brief satisfaction faded away, leaving only mechanical repetition.

Jorrod glanced down at his phone, quickly shut the screen off, and leaned back against the car door. He turned slightly, his gaze fixed on Sienna's face, remaining perfectly silent and completely absorbed in her every word.

"Other than my friends, this is the first time I've talked to anyone about this," Sienna said, turning to look at him. "I'm actually a little scared."

Jorrod's eyes shifted slightly. "Scared of what?"

"There's always some tension and fear before starting a business. I'm afraid of failing, afraid of disappointing the friends I brought on board, afraid of losing money... and I'm afraid that all of this is just my naive fantasy."

Sienna expected him to offer standard comfort and tell her not to be afraid, but instead, the man beside her said something else.

"It's good to be afraid."

"Huh?"

He reached out, taking her hand and resting it in his large, warm palm, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"Fear just means you care about this. But you can't let it lock you in place. You just have to boldly walk toward the direction you want and try. I told you, anytime you look back, I'll be right behind you."

Jorrod spoke calmly. Sienna couldn't detect pity in his words; instead, it felt like a heavy, solemn promise.

She remembered the innocent promises he used to make when he had amnesia, the ones that always left her deeply moved. Right now, there was still that sense of being moved, but it was anchored by an profound sense of security.

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