I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 596

"Since we are partners, it is my responsibility to fulfill your physical needs. You haven't seen me in a long time. Would you like to have sex?"

Sienna's jaw nearly hit the floor.

Was he always this painfully blunt?

Her hands balled into tight fists, clutching the edge of her nightgown.

She stared at Finn's intensely serious face.

When he asked the question, there was no raw desire or tender affection in his eyes—just a blank emptiness, as if he were executing a mandatory checklist.

Her heart sank, a dull ache throbbing in her chest.

She had to remind herself that Finn was a patient right now.

She needed to communicate with him using his current logical framework.

Sienna took a deep, steadying breath and replied.

"You just got back today. You're exhausted. Let's just rest for now. No sex tonight."

Finn nodded, accepting the perfectly reasonable directive.

"Thank you for your understanding. Goodnight."

With that, he turned, pushed the guest room door open, and shut it with a definitive click.

Sienna stood frozen in the hallway, staring at the closed door.

She stayed there for a long time before finally letting out a heavy sigh and retreating to the master bedroom.

The next morning, Sienna was jolted awake by a massive clatter echoing from the kitchen.

She rushed out of the bedroom and found Finn standing by the counter, wearing an apron. The pristine marble island was covered in a disaster of scattered flour, spilled egg yolk, and several pieces of charcoal-black toast.

Smoke was billowing from a pot on the stove, the contents already burnt to a crisp.

Sienna stopped in the doorway.

"What are you doing?"

Without turning around, Finn answered in a deadly serious tone.

"Making you breakfast."

Sienna surveyed the chaotic wreckage—the scorched pot, the egg dripping onto the floor, and a torn bag of frozen hash browns lying half-empty by the trash can.

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