I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 476

It was because Finn had been doing all the heavy lifting, constantly steering the conversation to keep the silence at bay.

But the second he pulled back, the atmosphere grew agonizingly tense.

The Bentley rolled to a smooth stop at a red light.

Finn's phone screen flared to life on the console. It was a text from Maeve, containing just one brief line.

"Some other time, then. Focus on your work."

Sienna hadn't meant to snoop, but the glowing screen caught her periphery, and she couldn't help but read it.

Finn glanced at the notification, completely ignored it, and flipped the phone face down.

Sienna's mind gnawed at the implications of that text.

She turned her head to study him.

As the car accelerated, the harsh red glare of taillights flashed across his sharp brow, casting his impossibly handsome features in fractured shadows.

Stripped of his usual warmth, Finn looked dangerously cold—almost lethal.

Sienna's heart hammered nervously against her ribs.

"Finn, are you hungry?" she tried.

"What did you just call me?" He still refused to take his eyes off the road.

Sienna froze.

"Baby. I mean, baby, are you hungry?"

A faint, somewhat reluctant smirk finally cracked his icy facade.

"I've been starving for hours."

They eventually pulled into a quiet diner and slid into a booth.

They had barely settled in when Finn's phone vibrated again. It was Maeve.

He hesitated for a fraction of a second before answering.

Whatever she said on the other end left him looking uncomfortably awkward and profoundly lost.

"I'll have to check my schedule," he muttered.

He ended the call, dropping the phone back onto the table without another word.

Sienna didn't push. She simply focused on her plate, using her fork to push her food around, knowing he would open up when he was ready.

After a suffocating pause, Finn finally broke the silence.

"She's been relentlessly trying to get ahold of me lately," he murmured, his voice tight. "She's just..."

He completely choked on the word.

The mere title felt like a massive boulder lodged in his throat, impossible to swallow or spit out.

Sienna gently stepped in.

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