He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 235

For every word she pushed out, Sebastian drove in a punishing wave of torment.

Helena didn't care; she kept right on provoking him. "Is it because you can't bear it? Are you terrified that if you hear her voice, you'll completely lose control?"

Another deliberate, agonizing shift of his hips. It was torment that sank straight into her bones.

Throughout it all, he didn't utter a word, but his increasingly dark gaze betrayed the turbulent storm of his emotions.

She had guessed right, but not entirely.

He had no intention of explaining himself.

"It seems you aren't exactly the one holding all the cards in your little power struggle with Janetta," she mocked. "Otherwise, you wouldn't be using me to vent."

The blatant ridicule backed him into a corner.

His jaw tightened as he ground out every syllable. "Who gave you permission to be so brazen, Lena?"

She simply offered him a faint, hollow smile.

She was clearly the one at a disadvantage, firmly trapped beneath his body.

Yet, she looked as though she couldn't care less.

The phone was still vibrating in her hand.

She smiled. "Should I answer it for you, then, Boss?"

True to her word, she moved her thumb toward the screen.

Surprisingly, he didn't try to stop her.

She didn't know if he was trying to punish Janetta, or if he just wanted to see exactly how far Helena was willing to push him.

Truthfully, she had no idea what she was doing.

In that moment, she was simply operating on a reckless, self-destructive impulse.

The instant her finger swiped the screen, the call connected.

Almost simultaneously, he seized her lips in a brutal, devouring kiss.

A soft moan slipped from her throat.

Through the phone's speaker, Janetta's voice drifted into the room. "Seb... you finally answered."

Then, dead silence from Janetta's end.

Sebastian heard it, yet he offered no response.

Three people, separated by distance, inextricably tangled in the same suffocating web.

"I'm sorry, I interrupted you. I'm so sorry," Janetta stammered, her voice thick with tears.

Then, she hung up.

The moment the call dropped, his suppressed emotions shattered completely.

She didn't reach out either.

Sebastian didn't return for a long time. Eventually, unable to keep her eyes open any longer, she slumped against the headboard and fell into a heavy, restless sleep.

Meanwhile—

Sebastian stepped out of the guest room shower and headed straight for his study.

His gaze dropped to his phone screen, which sat perfectly silent on the desk.

Janetta hadn't called back.

He knew that the prolonged silence and cold shoulder he had given her lately would eventually break her resolve.

Allowing Helena to answer the call just now was the ultimate provocation.

He was locked in a power struggle with Janetta, but at the end of the day, she was still a pregnant woman.

And she was carrying his child.

She was the woman he had fiercely protected for years.

Beau's vague phone call earlier felt like a looming warning.

That hesitant, unspoken tension had amplified the suffocating dread in his chest to an absolute extreme.

No one knew Janetta's fragile temper better than him.