He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 210

Her fingers dug frantically into the edge of the leather seat, her palms slick with cold sweat.

Sebastian didn't seem to notice. As the car rolled to a smooth stop, he simply glanced at her. "We're here. And we're late."

His bodyguards swung the door open, and Sebastian stepped out into the flashing lights.

"Sebastian..." Helena called out softly, acting on pure impulse.

He paused and looked back at her, his expression perfectly unreadable. Her lips parted, but whatever she was about to say died in her throat.

A faint, icy smile touched his lips.

"Helena, you said the ball is in your court now. If that's the case, me compromising a little tonight is no big deal," he murmured, seemingly reading her mind.

He paused, and his next words were razor-sharp, designed to draw blood.

"But since you know me so well, you also know my patience has limits. Do you understand? I don't want to see a repeat of tonight's little stunt. You're a smart woman. For your own sake, know when to quit while you're ahead."

He laid out his boundaries with brutal clarity.

He leaned back into the car, his thumb gently brushing against the luminous skin of her cheek. A violent shiver racked her body.

"I only indulged you back there to send a message to Janetta, since that stylist is on her payroll. Understood?" he whispered, twisting the knife.

Any illusion of warmth or romance shattered instantly. His indulgence came with strict, calculated strings attached.

He gave her cheek a condescending pat and withdrew his hand, his face snapping back to a mask of absolute indifference as he stood up fully.

The moment the press caught sight of him, a frenzy of camera flashes erupted. Everyone in Riverton knew Sebastian Hayes was never late, especially not to an event of this magnitude. Whispers rippled through the crowd as they tried to guess what had delayed the ruthless billionaire.

Sebastian ignored the chaos. He rested one hand on the roof of the car, keeping his eyes fixed on the interior.

The red carpet descended into stunned silence.

Helena's mind went entirely blank.

When he finally broke the kiss, he stared down at her with a look of overwhelming indulgence and affectionately tapped her nose.

Then, he turned to the ravenous press, his demeanor effortlessly composed. "Apologies. We had a slight delay."

Without giving them a chance to scream their questions, he wrapped a protective arm around her waist and guided her into the venue.

The moment they were inside, the photos exploded across the internet. Within minutes, their public display of affection was the number one trending topic on X/Twitter.

Every article and headline raved about Sebastian's overwhelming devotion to his pregnant wife—a blatant, devastating public humiliation for Janetta.

The gala was broadcast live, and for the entire night, Helena didn't leave his side for a single second.