He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 115

Helena went dead silent.

She was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

She struggled to pull her hand from his grip, while he glared at her with mounting frustration.

She looked him dead in the eye and asked bluntly, "Are we continuing?"

Her posture was one of fearless, hollow resignation.

Suddenly, Sebastian lost all interest. "Helena, you really are a total buzzkill."

He forcefully shoved her arm away.

She didn't care. With a blank expression, she turned and walked toward the bathroom.

A stifling tension settled over the master bedroom.

Sebastian stared at her retreating back, a toxic brew of irritation bubbling inside him.

What gave her the right to give him attitude?

Her slender figure radiated an unbearable sense of pride.

It was as if no matter how deep the misery, she simply refused to bow her head.

He scoffed. "With an attitude like that, how do you expect to compete with Janetta? I stay home to keep you company, and you take it as an invitation to act like a brat?"

With her back to him, Helena absorbed the cruel, heartless words.

She was used to it.

She was too tired to even argue anymore.

This was what Sebastian hated most about her: she might physically submit, but her spirit remained forged in steel. She had no real intention of yielding.

Janetta was completely different.

The moment Janetta sensed his displeasure, she would immediately back down, cooing sweet apologies to soothe his ego.

She would put him on a pedestal and cater to his every whim.

Not Helena. Helena fought back.

At least when they argued, he felt like she was an actual person who still cared about him.

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