I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 312

Forcing his way in would be too aggressive an invasion of her space.

She had already pushed him far enough away, and he didn't want to give her another reason to retreat.

So, Jorrod simply blocked the door.

"Is it working?" Jorrod looked down at her, his voice dropping to a near-whisper. "Does it make you care?"

Sienna took a deep breath and tilted her chin up. "No, it's not working, and I don't care. Got it? I don't."

"Let go!" she demanded.

Jorrod didn't budge. With his hand wedged in the gap, the heavy metal door hung half-open. The wind howling down the corridor suddenly caught it, slamming the steel frame with a violent force much stronger than human hands.

Sienna saw it coming.

What a lunatic!

Fine, let it crush his hand—let him suffer!

But just as the heavy metal was about to slam into the back of his hand...

Sienna reflexively grabbed the handle.

The heavy door grazed his skin right as she yanked it back open. Her heart pounded furiously. The gust was so powerful she could still feel the residual shock vibrating up her arm.

"Jorrod Vaughn! Are you a psycho? Did that fever fry your brain?"

As she unleashed a torrent of scolding, Jorrod merely lowered his eyes and watched her in silence.

Only when she finally ran out of breath did he part his lips, speaking softly, "So, it is working, isn't it."

Sienna refused to give him that. "I wouldn't let the door slam on a stray dog either."

Jorrod simply nodded. "That's fine, too."

What did he mean, that's fine too? Sienna nearly laughed out of sheer frustration.

"What exactly do you want?"

"To talk to you."

"Fine." Sienna completely gave up trying to reason with him. "What do you want to talk about? I'm listening. Make it quick, I'm busy."

He fully stepped over the threshold, pulling the door shut behind him.

With a solid click, the space instantly shrank, turning stiflingly intimate.

His broad frame completely blocked her in.

His jaw was clenched tight, his brows knotted together, as if he were enduring a tremendous amount of pain.

She glanced down at his hand gripping her forearm, suddenly realizing that the hand cushioning her back was the same one that had nearly been crushed by the door. Instinctively, she straightened up.

Masking her reaction with a deadpan stare, she let a mocking smirk touch her lips. "If you love pinning people against walls so much, you should quit business and go audition for a bad romance movie."

Jorrod's eyes narrowed, his voice turning husky. "This is the only way you'll actually listen to me."

"Not true," Sienna countered, pointing out an exception. "The other day when you were begging so desperately in my apartment, I listened just fine."

She only wanted him to shut up, but Jorrod took the bait.

"If you want to see it," he murmured, "I can beg again."

"I don't want to see it!"

"And you're going to listen carefully, because I'm going to spell it out for you right now."

Sienna instantly realized what was coming.

She didn't want to hear it and opened her mouth to cut him off.

But the words 'I love you' fell from his lips before she could make a sound.