He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 198

After all, how many sets of seven years does one get in a lifetime?

Lost in those agonizing memories, she grew exceptionally quiet.

She didn't shy away from his gaze; she just stared right back at him.

He offered a faint, almost imperceptible smile before finally releasing her.

She immediately took a defensive step back.

He didn't seem to mind.

He poured her a glass of water and handed it over. "Drink this. Rinse your mouth."

This sudden display of domestic consideration was entirely foreign to her.

She had no intention of accepting the gesture.

"I don't need it. I can clean up after myself," she refused coldly.

Her eyes bored into him. "What new way have you found to torture me now?"

Once bitten, twice shy.

His gentleness used to be the one thing she craved above all else.

But now, it felt like a pitch-black abyss, waiting to swallow her whole.

She was terrified of it.

Sebastian looked quietly at the untouched glass in his hand.

Because she had shoved it away, water had splashed out over the rim.

His gaze turned somber, but surprisingly, he didn't snap at her.

He didn't force the issue either, simply setting the glass aside.

She had already started wiping her face and rinsing her mouth.

Even though they were standing inches apart, they felt like parallel lines destined never to intersect.

By the time she finished, her nerves were still strung tight.

Breaking the heavy silence, he asked, "Why the sudden sickness? I thought that was supposed to stop after the first trimester. Are you hurting somewhere?"

It was genuine concern.

But to her, that concern wasn't meant for her—it was entirely for the baby.

After all, this child was the ultimate bargaining chip for his shares.

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