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.

A cornered animal will fight back.

And she was a living, breathing human being pushed to the absolute edge.

Those words completely obliterated the last shred of his control.

He hurled her back onto the bed.

But unlike before, this time she didn't fight back. She was entirely compliant.

She let him unleash his vicious anger without a single whimper.

As the twisted dynamic played out, the disgust in Sebastian's eyes grew undeniably apparent.

The resentment he had bottled up over the last few days of coddling her erupted.

He refused to let her off easy, deciding instead to verbally decimate her. "Did you think acting like a corpse would make me stop? The more pathetic you act, the more I'm going to tear you apart."

He sneered, looming over her with absolute contempt.

"Do you know what you look like right now? Even a streetwalker knows how to fake a moan for a paying client. You think you're some untouchable saint? Don't forget, when you married me, you weren't even a virgin. Who the hell are you pretending to be?"