He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 260

"Are you throwing shade at me, Helena?" Sebastian wasn't stupid. He caught the subtle jab immediately.

Helena didn't flinch. "You're overthinking it. I was just stating a fact."

Sebastian didn't seem particularly bothered by the remark.

He casually shifted from leaning over the sofa to taking a seat right beside her, fully immersing himself in interacting with the baby.

Helena didn't try to push him away—not that she could have stopped him even if she tried.

Perhaps it was the undeniable pull of blood, but the baby seemed completely comfortable with him, kicking enthusiastically against his palm.

Helena watched the exchange, a profound tenderness shining in her eyes.

Sebastian felt the rare, fragile peace settling over them.

For a split second, a dangerous, impulsive urge gripped his chest.

He wanted to demand she tear up the divorce agreement.

But the words died in his throat.

His chilling rationality always overpowered his fleeting emotions.

He refused to let this temporary, deceptive illusion of domestic bliss blind him to reality.

Recognizing his own dangerous shift in mood, he abruptly steered the conversation in a different direction.

"Have you thought of a name for our daughter?" he asked, looking at her.

Helena blinked in surprise and slowly shook her head. "I haven't."

This pregnancy had been a complete accident.

For the longest time, she had been convinced the baby wouldn't even survive.

So, picking out a name had never crossed her mind.

Now that he had brought it up, she seriously began to ponder it.

"You decide on the name," he offered smoothly, handing the absolute authority over the decision back to her.

"Okay," she agreed simply.

She didn't overthink his generous gesture.

She genuinely believed he just couldn't care less about the child, which was why he couldn't be bothered to name her.

The topic naturally fizzled out, leaving them in a comfortable silence.

Just then, the butler approached the living room, looking deeply uncomfortable.

"What is it?" Sebastian asked sharply.

The butler stammered, "Mr. Hayes, Ms. Ramirez is here."

But she ruthlessly forced her panic down, maintaining a calm facade. "Seb, we need to talk."

Her eyes were glued strictly to him.

She completely refused to acknowledge Helena's presence.

Yet, seeing Helena sitting there, radiating effortless authority, filled Janetta with the terrifying realization that Helena was the true lady of the house.

A dark, suffocating premonition settled heavily over her chest.

She had a horrible feeling that the nightmare was just beginning.

But she forced herself to breathe.

She had swallowed her immense pride and dragged herself through the pouring rain to apologize. Surely, Sebastian wouldn't humiliate her again.

After all, she was the most important woman in his life.

Clinging to that desperate hope, her racing heart began to steady.

"Talk about what?" Sebastian's tone was glacial, though he finally dignified her with a response.

He clearly wasn't going to make this easy for her.

And then, she heard Helena let out a soft, mocking laugh.