I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 94

Afraid she'd slip up if she kept talking, Sienna used exhaustion as an excuse to escape the living room.

"Look at your daughter, getting jealous of me after a few words."

"Be serious."

"Yes, dear."

That night, tucked under the covers in her childhood bedroom.

Sienna didn't expect to get a message from Harvey Miller at this hour.

The text itself was strange, too.

He asked what was wrong and if she was in a bad mood.

Confused, Sienna called him right back.

Harvey wasn't the type to hide things well, and after a couple of questions, Sienna figured it out.

Jorrod must have contacted him.

She didn't dwell on how those two had managed to connect.

Nor did she have any interest in learning more about Jorrod.

But as far as her tangled mess with Jorrod went, she was done. Anyone who came to play peacemaker would immediately be thrown into the enemy camp.

Harvey hit a brick wall.

Because she had genuinely cried, Sienna's eyes were still a bit swollen when she went to work the next day.

While grabbing water in the breakroom, she bumped right into Rena.

They exchanged polite greetings, but as Sienna walked away, Rena stared at her back for a few seconds, looking thoughtful.

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Sienna swore she was entirely done with Jorrod.

Aside from basic living necessities, she ignored all his texts.

She answered his calls out of a sense of responsibility, but kept the conversation strictly functional. The second he brought up their relationship, she hung up without an ounce of hesitation.

However, not even three days later, she broke her own rule.

The call came from her apartment complex's property management.

They told her that her family member had gotten into a physical altercation with another resident. The other party demanded she come deal with it in person, refusing to accept any form of mediation otherwise.

Simply put, Jorrod had beaten someone up.

The apology died in her throat. She turned and walked over to Jorrod.

"What happened? Why did you hit him?"

"I..."

"Why did he hit me? Because he's got anger issues! I didn't do a damn thing to him, and he just came up and beat the living hell out of me! Look at my face! I run a store, how am I supposed to work looking like this? How am I supposed to serve customers? If you ask me, he belongs in a jail cell!"

The man shouting was the convenience store owner.

Jorrod grabbed the edge of Sienna's jacket, his brows furrowing as he tried to explain in a rush. "I didn't, Sienna, he..."

"Hold on a second." Sienna cut Jorrod off, took a deep breath, and walked a few steps over to the store owner, offering a polite bow. "I'm so sorry, sir. He's a friend of mine. The thing is, he's been ill, and his head hasn't been quite right lately. If he offended you, I hope you can..."

"Oh, so he's a psycho. That explains it. I knew something was wrong with his brain."

Sienna had used the word psycho before.

But right now, hearing the word thrown at him felt like a jagged knife dragging across her ears.

It was so grating she wanted to hit someone herself.

Her fingers curled into loose fists at her sides. She clenched her jaw and forced out a smile. "So, how would you like to handle this to your satisfaction?"

"How do I want to handle it? I want you to pay me!"