He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 183

The door to the master bedroom was still open, and Helena felt a spike of anxiety.

But Sebastian had no intention of letting her off the hook. "Helena, you'd better pray I don't catch you lying!"

"I'm not." Her conscience was completely clear.

Sebastian stared at her intensely, his somber gaze making it impossible to tell if he believed her or not.

Her eyes were open and honest, not dodging his stare for a second.

Their gazes clashed in the heavy air.

Before Helena could react, Sebastian snatched her phone right out of her hand.

"That's my phone!" she said, her face falling.

Sebastian ignored her, holding the screen up to her face to unlock it.

The gesture made Helena's heart sink in quiet resignation.

He never cared, so he never remembered.

Her password was their wedding anniversary. She had never tried to hide it from him and had told him before.

But he had never bothered to commit it to memory.

Why would a man who couldn't care less about her give a damn about a tiny sentimental detail like that?

She was used to it. She was completely numb to it.

His actions made it blatantly clear—he was checking her call logs.

It didn't matter. She hadn't done anything wrong; she had nothing to hide.

But contrary to her expectations, Sebastian suddenly snapped his gaze back to her.

His eyes were blazing with fury.

He shoved the phone screen directly into her face. "Is this what you call 'not calling Janetta'?"

"What?" Helena was genuinely confused.

Then she saw the call log on the screen—a string of unknown numbers.

But she had zero memory of ever making those calls.

Sebastian let out a cruel scoff and threw the phone right at her.

"You haven't?" Sebastian sneered.

He shoved the phone screen so close it was practically touching her nose.

Helena was backed up against the wall, with nowhere left to run.

The heavy stench of alcohol from his breath washed over her face. In his drunken rage, he wasn't going to believe a single word of her defense.

"Helena, all you do is make excuses. Are you telling me a call log can be faked?" he pressed relentlessly.

Helena shook her head frantically, struggling to break free from this suffocating trap.

But he showed her no mercy. "On the outside, you act so sweet and gentle, but behind closed doors, God only knows how many vicious things you've done."

He hurled the phone back onto the floor.

His large, unforgiving hand grabbed her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.

Angry red marks immediately bloomed across her luminous skin.

"Ugh..." Helena whimpered, her brows pinching in pain.

Sebastian couldn't have cared less. "Do you have any idea how much Janetta has endured and compromised? Do you know how many times she's spoken up for you? And this is how you repay her?"