Chapter 493
Fortunately, the food arrived quickly, and Sienna ate in a rush.
Sitting across from her, Jarred was a stark contrast. He sliced his steak methodically, eating with effortless elegance.
Barely fifteen minutes later, Sienna set down her fork, took a sip of water, and stared at him.
“I’ve had dinner with you. Now, you can tell me exactly what it will take for you to let Professor Klein consult on Owen’s case p>
Jarred put down his silverware and picked up a napkin to dab at his mouth, his movements unhurried.
The warm overhead lighting cast a soft glow on his sharp profile, dulling the harsh edge of his post-training demeanor, but it couldn’t mask the dominant undercurrent in his eyes.
He didn’t answer immediately. He just watched her in silence, taking in every ounce of her tension.
He folded the napkin, placed it on the table, then rested his clasped hands on the edge of the table and leaned forward slightly.
“I can have Klein take over Owen’s entire treatment plan. The best rehabilitation options, top-tier global medical resources—all of it will be prioritized for him p>
Sienna’s breath hitched. A sliver of hope had just begun to bloom in her chest when he suddenly changed his tune.
“But I have three conditions p>
Jarred sat back, the picture of absolute confidence.
He knew Sienna’s boundaries too well, and he knew perfectly well that Owen was her ultimate weakness.
The only thing in this world that could ever trap her was never romance; it was her vulnerabilities.
And he just so happened to have a firm grip on her biggest one.
Sienna looked at him. “What conditions p>
Jarred locked his gaze onto her beautiful face. “First, moving forward, you must accompany me to every single meeting with Klein’s team regarding Owen’s treatment p>
His tone was even, yet laced with absolute control. “I don’t care if you’re working, resting, or out of town on business.
Whenever I call for you, you will show up. No refusals, no delays, and absolutely no going MIA p>
Sienna’s pupils constricted. “You’re restricting my personal freedom p>
“Am I?” Jarred shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “I only said during Owen’s treatment. Out of 365 days a year he wont be in treatment every single one, right?
Sienna’s fingertips turned cold as a strong sense of repulsion surged within her.
Jarred noted the resistance in her eyes, but instead of backing off a faint, amused smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
“Second. During this period, you will cut off all socializing with other men p>
His gaze darkened. “You are not to accept any advances, and you will not have dinner alone with another man.
More importantly, you will not give anyone the impression that you are single and available.
Necessary work contacts are the exception, but all personal social lives are cleared to zero p>
Sienna looked up, her eyes full of sarcasm. “Jarred, we’ve split up. My personal life has nothing to do with you p>
“It has everything to do with me now p>
He leaned closer, closing the gap between them. The warm light caught the intense possessiveness churning in his deep eyes.
“Right now, you’re the one asking for a favor, which means I make the rules p>
Sienna’s chest heaved slightly. “Jarred, don’t cross the line p>
“Third p>
Jarred completely ignored her mounting anger, the amusement in his eyes only growing deeper.
He lowered his voice even more, blending the heavy darkness of the night with his commanding tone. “Under no circumstances are you to ignore my existence. You must be on call whenever I need you p>
Staring at his cold, hard features, Sienna felt a chill run through her entire body.
He wasn’t asking her to remarry him, and his actions weren’t physically harming her.
So what was the point of trapping her over and over again?
A faint glint of moisture layered Sienna’s eyes. “Jarred, what exactly are you trying to do p>