I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 302

It wasn't just old flames reigniting.

It was a completely fresh start.

Once again, body and soul, completely and utterly.

He had fallen hard.

-

That afternoon.

Sienna took a quick leave of absence from her manager, grabbing her ID and heading to the nearby carrier store to run an errand.

"Hi, I lost my phone. Can I get a replacement SIM card?"

The employee asked for her ID. "Do you want a new number or the original one? The old SIM will be permanently deactivated. It should take about fifteen minutes."

Sienna nodded.

The process was incredibly fast. Barely half an hour later, the employee handed her a receipt to sign, along with the fresh SIM card.

"Thank you."

Sienna sat down in the waiting area and pulled out her spare device. She smoothly popped the card in and opened the messaging app.

Logging into the account on a new device took a moment. The loading icon spun lazily before finally bringing up the main screen.

The chat list was entirely blank, save for her own profile pinned to the very top. The nickname was still set to "Sienna," but it was now followed by a string of numbers—her birthday.

She couldn't quite remember, but she was fairly certain that date hadn't been there before.

Had Jorrod added it later?

Beyond that, the saved favorites folder was full of her old voice notes and goofy selfies, along with a newly created folder of links.

She tapped on a few randomly. They were all roughly the same: high-level medical journals and articles focusing on memory loss and cognitive recovery.

The save dates showed they had been updated as recently as a few days ago.

Sienna didn't want to think about it anymore. Without a second of hesitation, she deleted the account entirely.

-

Jorrod didn't have to wait until nightfall to find out.

He had brought the white phone to the office with him, leaving it resting on his desk.

Jorrod gave a brief hum, not slowing his pace.

But in that fleeting second as he walked past her, Susan felt a wave of unnatural, radiating heat coming off his body.

"Are you running a fever?" Susan grabbed his arm, completely abandoning formalities. She reached up and pressed the back of her hand against his forehead. The scorching heat practically burned her skin.

"Oh my god, Mr. Vaughn, you need to go to the hospital right now. This is definitely from taking that freezing shower yesterday."

Jorrod was utterly exhausted, and the noise was giving him a headache.

All he wanted was to find a quiet corner to collapse in.

He was about to brush her off, but when he looked down, he saw the deep, genuine distress in Susan's eyes. It was the frantic worry of a mother looking at her child.

The irritation pooling in his chest vanished. He gave a quiet nod of agreement. Before he even reached the stairs, he turned around and headed straight back to his car.

The hospital wasn't far.

And honestly, Jorrod didn't feel quite as close to death as Susan thought he did.

As his luxury sedan slowed down, preparing to turn into the hospital's private entrance, his grip on the steering wheel slowly tightened.

Suddenly, without warning, he violently wrenched the wheel. The car swerved, accelerating in the exact opposite direction.