Chapter 315
Sienna slowly turned her head, meeting his deep, intense eyes.
The overhead lights cast harsh shadows across his face, making his complexion look even more ashen and hiding his true emotions.
Sienna stared at his cold, tense jawline, her tone laced with a sharp edge. “Do you still think this was an accident p>
Jarred remained silent.
“A catastrophic crash on a deserted highway, and the one person who dies just happens to be Mrs. Bridges p>
Sienna paused, the corners of her eyes ticking upward with a scrutinizing, mocking curve.
“And Sweetbriar Woods. The second I’m about to go look for evidence, the entire grove gets leveled overnight.
How is everything so incredibly coincidental? It’s almost as if someone arranged it perfectly p>
Sienna stared directly into his eyes, those captivating eyes that used to always hold a hint of a playful smile.
Right now, he looked like a frozen statue, completely devoid of expression.
Sienna smirked. “I find it very hard to believe that the brilliant Captain Sterling didn’t spot a single red flag. Or maybe p>
She dragged out the last word, her smile dripping with venom. “You saw right through it all, but chose to look the other way because of your own selfish desires p>
“No p>
Almost the second the words left her mouth, Jarred snapped his head up, a raw, barely noticeable trace of vulnerability cracking through his voice.
“I have never had any selfish motives when it comes to Celeste p>
He took two steps forward, his tall, imposing figure instantly casting a massive shadow over Sienna.
His arm was wrapped in bandages, his shirt still stained with blood.
Yet the aura radiating from him in that moment was suffocating, like a cornered beast ready to snap.
He stared at her, an ocean of chaotic emotions churning in his dark eyes, his voice dropping lower, carrying a subtle edge of surrender.
“Wife, leave it to the police. Stop getting involved in this p>
“The police?” Sienna laughed aloud at that, her tone absolutely merciless.
“Who? You? And then watch it get dismissed because of ‘insufficient evidence’? Or maybe… you’re the one who hired that driver in the first place?
Looking at the cold scrutiny and mockery in her eyes, Jarred’s heart ached a thousand times worse than the glass slicing through his arm.
“I didn’t arrange this p>
Jarred had never felt such a desperate need to explain himself, his voice dropping subconsciously. “Sienna, don’t look at me like that. I’m telling you again, it wasn’t me p>
He took another step forward and grabbed her hand.
Caught off guard, Sienna tried to yank away but couldn’t break his grip.
She tilted her head up, meeting his gaze with eyes so cold and distant she might as well have been looking at a total stranger.
“If you really thought she was guilty, why the rush to set her up in your apartment the second kicked her out? Because you knew she had nowhere else to go p>
Sienna’s lips curled. “You see, when it comes down to it, you just can’t bear to hurt her p>
Jarred’s dark eyes shifted wildly, the heat radiating from his palm burning against her skin.
Sienna shoved him away forcefully, putting distance between them, her gaze turning to absolute ice.
“Jarred, there are only twelve days left until the cooling-off period ends. From now on, please call me by my name p>
With that, she turned and walked away.
Staring at her cold, retreating figure, an unprecedented wave of panic crashed over Jarred’s heart.
He would rather she scream at him, throw a tantrum, rip into him.
That would at least prove she still cared.
But she didn’t.
She hadn’t even spared a single glance at his bleeding arm or asked if he was in pain.
Jarred stood frozen in the empty hallway like an uprooted tree, utterly lost.